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King Slim3
- Slim3 the god king emperor divine
- His rhymes so sublime they redefine the line
- Like a legend on screen I'm the one they enshrine
- When he spits a verse it's like a moment in time
- His flow’s like a storm bangin in the night
- Wash away the frail leaving only the might
- King of the Slim3 his words sharp and tight
- Rappers tremble in fear at his lyrical might
- Slim3 the sovereign the Rap Pad elite
- His features set ablaze, n his shooting is neat
- While they fight for the crumbs Slim3 be royally seat
- In the hall of legends you can see Slim3's feats
- His pen is a rifle each word a precise shot
- In the rap game's turmoil he's the one they all fought
- They believed he was done but he emerged from the plot
- His bars are like a gospel redefining the lot
- He’s the architect of visions lines that reach the sky
- While fakers play their roles he's the reason they try
- His rhythm’s a cyclone wild, strapped to a kite
- At the storm’s very heart his flow comes alive
- Slim3 is the sovereign of the Rap Pads elite
- His features set ablaze his shooting is neat
- While they fight for the crumbs Slim3 be royally seat
- In the hall of legends you can see Slim3's feats
- On Rap Pad he’s the gem they desire to know
- His verses are waves overwhelming the old
- They squabble for his remnants pursuing the hold
- He’s savoring victories while his story gets told
- Like a giant in the matrix he’s the challenge supreme
- To surpass him’s just a dream few can redeem
- His lines are like portals warping up in a scheme
- In the this world he’s the everlasting theme
- They scramble for his leavings like wolves in the fight
- But Slim3’s at the banquet where the greats all unite
- His flow’s a constellation connecting the light
- They’re stuck on the ground while he’s taking off in flight
- Multi dimensional sorcerer his words pierce the air
- Cutting through the noise with a flair they declare
- He’s the king of the frequencies the mic he’ll wear
- Every line a specter echoing everywhere
- From the abyss to the bars he’s the alpha omega
- His rhymes are a journey through time’s grand saga
- They tussle for morsels in a desperate trend
- But his spread is past the navy on a mission, ascend
- He’s the sniper with sight each bullet a thrill
- His goal’s to inflame to transform with his skill
- Double entendre he’s the fire in the chill
- Scorching through the tiers leaving rivals still
- They grapple for his echoes aiming to outshine
- But his stronghold’s a citadel where legends align
- Slim3 the sovereign the Rap Pad elite
- His features set ablaze, n his shooting is neat
- While they fight for the crumbs Slim3 be royally seat
- In the hall of legends you can see Slim3's feats
- While they fight for the crumbs he's at the royal seat
- Sixty lines deep and he’s still climbing high
- His reign never ending under the vastest of sky
- From the film to the mic he’s the one they glorify
- The sovereign the marksman every verse a reply
- They reach for his echoes but he’s light years ahead
- His path’s a wildfire where his wisdom’s spread
- Slim3 the god king his saga widespread
- Rap Pad’s his domain where his throne is embed
- //Cut the beat //
- [Outro Poem ]
- On these digital screens where the verses collide,
- Slim3 rhyme's take a lyrical stride.
- Self proclaimed king, crown forged in Slim3,
- Ruling RapPad with a flow so sublime.
- Haters lurk close, eyes sharp like a blade,
- Reading each word, every bar that he’s laid.
- They comb through his lines, seeking flaws to berate,
- But the harder they try, the more they can’t hate.
- “Slim3 don’t miss,” they begrudge but confess,
- His verses hit clean, leaving minds in a mess.
- He said no shots fired, just truth in his aim,
- If you caught a stray, don’t curse his name
- Pussy
- Cuase you jumped in the path, got grazed by his wit,
- Each syllable stings, each metaphor hit.
- No group, no indie, can dim this light,
- The more they resist, the brighter his shit.
- Slim3’s the storm, the lyrical reign,
- His bars build a throne on RapPad’s domain.
- They try to deny, but the truth won’t bend,
- Slim3’s King is me lapping so lets not pretend.
- Sneak disses slip through, so sharp, so sly,
- Haters turn green with a jealous eye.
- “Why didn’t we think of that?” they lament,
- While Slim3’s legacy grows, unyielding, unspent.
- He’s won, it’s done, no spin can deny,
- His words are the stars in the RapPads sky.
- So let the haters read, let them seethe, let them try,
- Slim3 Tim3’s reign
- Will never subside.
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