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Cell

  1. [locked in this cell but the bars aint holding](the term bars operates on three levels: prison bars, rap lyrics, and cell phone signal bars. i assert that despite confinement prison cell my lyrical prowess aka bars as verses remains uncontainable, while mocking opponents whose weak signal bars aka influence fail to hold connection. holding also implies legal detention, suggesting that my freedom transcends physical limits. the biological cell reference implies microscopic dominance, where my impact multiplies uncontrollably, leaving enemies "locked" in futility)
  2. mitosis split ya weak shit while your blood clotting
  3. your squad malignant tumors, body rotting
  4. [excision precise, cut the crap, no composting](excision denotes surgical tumor removal, extending the cancer metaphor to eliminate opponents crap aka nonsense lyrics with lethal precision. composting rejects recycling waste, emphasizing total annihilation of their art. cut doubles as a disstrack action and literal amputation, while crap parallels biological waste in cellular decay. the bar denies any regenerative chance, framing enemies as irredeemable organic refuse)
  5. snitch cell mates got your block in a choke state
  6. bitch made inmates, pockets empty, cop bait
  7. [genome decoded, found the fag gene in your backbone](genome sequencing exposes inherent weakness fag gene as derogatory slur for cowardice with backbone symbolizing spinal structure and courage. the bar claims biological deficiency in opponents, merging DNA analysis with insults on masculinity. decoded implies the my intellectual superiority in dissecting their flaws, while backbone fractures into dual meanings: physical collapse and moral frailty under pressure)
  8. clone wars reject, droid ass, home alone
  9. [cell division, multiply the pain, no atonement](cell division becomes a vehicle for exponential suffering, denying redemption aka atonement. biological reproduction mirrors the spread of my dominance, as pain multiplies like splitting cells. division also hints at social fracturing within enemy crews. the rejection of atonement underscores unforgiving vengeance, framing agony as scientifically inevitable and spiritually void)
  10. cytoplasm weak, flow soggy, no control
  11. nucleus missing, rhymes scattered, lost patrol
  12. mitochondria fried, no gas, energy stole
  13. [cell membrane popped, secrets drip, no control](ruptured cell membranes expose inner vulnerabilities, likening opponents exposed secrets to leaking cellular fluid. popped implies violent breach, merging prison riots w/ cells as blocks with biological disintegration. drip mocks involuntary confession, while no control taunts their inability to contain fallout. the bar weaponizes cellular biology as humiliation, equating transparency with defeat)
  14. ribosomes faulty, protein synthesis broke
  15. golgi packed your bags, served cold, no revoke
  16. lysosomes cleaned your mess, last joke you spoke
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  18. [what kinda beast you claim? bitch, you more like lice](this bar dismantles opp self proclaimed dominance by reducing their status to parasitic insignificance. beast contrasts with lice highlighting the delusional gap between their persona and reality. claim implies fraudulent self mythologizing while lice suggests they infest others success. the biological metaphor covertly references prison hygiene, implying theyre a disease in the cell ecosystem. the rhyme scheme forces claim into dissonance with lice sonically mirroring their fractured credibility.)
  19. lab rat made, synthetic vice
  20. known for dick suck, not the mic device
  21. [shots fired? nah, this napalm ice](escalates violence metaphorically: shots become napalm implying irreversible destruction. ice triple means diamonds or their failed wealth freezing their career, and meth or their desperate hustle the internal rhyme fired/napalm creates rhythmic combustion, while ice ends the bar with cold finality. the juxtaposition of fire and ice embodies their career collapse overheated ambition frozen in failure.)
  22. miss that wide? fuck, need a blindfold twice
  23. bark at ghosts while i collect the price
  24. [leash snapped, now the mutt eat its own vomit](animalistic imagery depicts their downfall: leash snapped signals lost control, mutt degrades their humanity. eat its own vomit references both canine behavior and career recycling they regurgitate old failures. the bars assonance snapped/mutt/vomit mimics choking sounds. covertly, vomit nods to prison violence, linking to cell theme. the rhythm staccatos like a choke chain yanking.)
  25. rot in kennel, charge extra for this tonic
  26. top flop, next name on the drop list
  27. sick pup need cure? call the exorcist
  28. [euthanize the flea circus, no matinee](merges animal cruelty and entertainment: flea circus mocks their career as pathetic spectacle. euthanize extends the dog metaphor while implying career termination. no matinee denies them even a daytime show total irrelevance. the hard c/k sounds circus/matinee emulate cracking bones. the bar structure forces matinee into a sneering lilt, mocking their aspirations.)
  29. bark up steel trees, this iron canopy
  30. five year puppet, cut the strings for free
  31. [bashout, more like trashout, dumpster flame](subverts opps track bashout into trashout igniting waste imagery. dumpster flame implies their career is garbage fire visible but toxic. the rhyme bashout/trashout weaponizes their own title against them. consonance trashout/dumpster grates like grinding metal. the line covertly references prison riots flame as chaos anchoring in the cell motif)
  32. songs so forgettable, goldfish brain
  33. lbs crumbs while i serve the whole cake
  34. sign here? nah, drown in the east lake
  35. [promo hoes, deep throat the pro tools](sexualizes their industry desperation: promo hoes reduces them to transactional hacks. deep throat pro tools mocks audio tech reliance while implying fellatio for clout. the double entendre frames their artistry as oral servitude. the rhyme hoes/tools bonds vulgarity and mechanics alliteration promo/pro exposes their repetitive, hollow output)
  36. dickridin' niggas, still cant find the prostate
  37. clout chase, face full of exhaust paste
  38. number? fuck, you aint got his toothpaste
  39. thirst masquerade, now the main course waste
  40. humble? bitch, i architect the hate
  41. ceo bitch, fetch coffee while i liquidate
  42. pockets sing soprano, vocal weightless
  43. active? fuck, you just masturbate
  44. [pac ghostwrite, this autopsy tape](dismembers their legacy: pac ghostwrite accuses person of copying. autopsy tape reimagines their diss as a postmortem examination their career is already dead. the rhyme ghostwrite/tape binds theft and evidence. the bars rhythm mimics a scalpel slicing or short syllables: pac/ghost/tape tape also references prison surveillance, looping the theme)
  45. intern better, mascot for the fake
  46. beast? ask yall, he the vet that i ate
  47. last shot? more like last gasp for air
  48. we know you suck, that unanimous cheer
  49. compete? bitch, you just the piss in my beer

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