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  1. You spit a novel of carnage—cool.
  2. But I carve god body stanzas that slam your saga into a carbon fog of damaged atoms,
  3. my bars expand in fractal patterns, blacken planets, snap commandments
  4. and leave your mansion of random tantrums cracked like lantern glass on granite.
  5.  
  6. You ranted madness—
  7. I answer back with pathways hacked from phantom classes,
  8. chanting Sanskrit tantrics that collapse your tactics
  9. like anti‑gravity avalanches dancing past your frantic chances.
  10.  
  11. I stand where angels panic—
  12. crafting manuscripts so savage that Satan hands me axes asking
  13. “can you manage slashing planets while they’re orbiting?”
  14. Of course I can—
  15. I torque ’em in
  16. a vortex grim,
  17. and force their cores to scorch your skin
  18. so deep the scar tissue forms origin stories for orphans in war again.
  19.  
  20. You tore a limb?
  21. I morph your kin into tortured wind
  22. that storms within your mortal grin
  23. until your jawbone shatters like porcelain on a sawblade’s spin.
  24.  
  25. You said you swing blades in your sleep—
  26. I swing ghost forged guillotines dripping encoded omens,
  27. so potent your spleen bleeds meaning, unfolding secret folders
  28. that rewrite your life as a note from Moloch
  29. about how hopeless your focus is.
  30. You hoped for this?
  31. I throw opponents into broken oceans where the stones of omens live
  32. and leave ’em floating like tattered posters of old soldiers with no motives left.
  33.  
  34. Your demons feast on secrets—cool.
  35. Mine preheat ether,
  36. breathe through speakers,
  37. sleep in regions between quantum bleeds and fevered creatures
  38. where even reapers deepen seizures when they read my meter’s features.
  39.  
  40. You brought “rap devil” lines like that’s pressure?
  41. I’m the threshold of death’s ledger—
  42. my pen measures hex vectors that bend texture
  43. and send spectres into the vents of your head center
  44. ’til stress renders your chest tender like wet leather.
  45.  
  46. You spit schemes so clean they seem repeated.
  47. Cute.
  48. I spit schemes so deep they bleed through dreams of priests
  49. and leave elite emcees deleting all their old releases
  50. after hearing me breathe one bar that freezes steam and heats marine life
  51. beneath extreme tides.
  52.  
  53. Your cadence bends pagan winds—
  54. mine changes spins of ancient rings,
  55. tames the kings,
  56. breaks the wings
  57. of angel things,
  58. then aims the strings of fate to cling
  59. around your brainstem like entangled rings of razor‑wires placing hymns
  60. within your veins in binary notation scripts.
  61.  
  62. You molded distance?
  63. I fold existence
  64. ’til solar systems shift positions
  65. and split dimensions
  66. so intensely physicists
  67. dismiss religion
  68. ’cause my written visions
  69. rip through prisms
  70. with precision driven
  71. infinite schisms
  72. that clip your rhythm
  73. like twisted scissors.
  74.  
  75. Your “logic stopped, noggin split?”
  76. I drop tectonics, rot your optics, pop your conscience
  77. into pockets of frosted continents
  78. and haunt your posture with operas chronic as prophets vomiting cosmic sonnets.
  79.  
  80. You use bayonets?
  81. I write with quasar jets,
  82. laser nets,
  83. and crater sets that break your chest
  84. and scrape the rest of your data vest
  85. into vapor mess.
  86.  
  87. You “opened rifts through soldiers’ wrists”?
  88. I cloned the glyphs of solar myths
  89. that choke and lift your soul adrift
  90. and coat it thick in molten scripts
  91. so cold they hiss when Odin shifts.
  92.  
  93. Your tactics drawn?
  94. I’m cataclysm wrapped in psalms,
  95. collapse your squad,
  96. smash your god,
  97. drag your mom
  98. past Babylon
  99. and have her watch
  100. your atoms drop
  101. like shattered clocks in acid fog.
  102.  
  103. You “twist limbs like damaged yarn”?
  104. I twist galaxies—
  105. snapping faculties, fracturing strategies,
  106. shattering cavities so gradually
  107. your anatomy becomes a tapestry
  108. of agony scribbled graphically
  109. across dark matter tapestry.
  110.  
  111. My wrath alarms gods?
  112. Mine charms gods, disarms gods,
  113. then arms gods with bombs carved in dawn’s fog
  114. and launches them all at your squad’s block.
  115.  
  116. Your “cheap carpets wig parted” bar?
  117. Cute.
  118. I shear your spirit’s mirror’s image,
  119. cleave your lyrics into splinters,
  120. freeze your innards,
  121. leave you trembling in a bleak dimension
  122. between Eden’s exit and Venus’ engines.
  123.  
  124. You “freeze and fry lines”?
  125. I seize the timelines,
  126. re weave the guidelines,
  127. define the divine spine
  128. that drives design signs into skyline pipelines
  129. and makes even sky high mindscapes
  130. cry when my rhymes vibrate sideways.
  131.  
  132. You brag about catching bodies?
  133. I catch comets,
  134. launch sonnets
  135. that bomb prophets into raw fragments—
  136. your squad’s talking nonsense
  137. with comments lodged in marsh pockets.
  138.  
  139. You wrote of Odin, Caesar, scythes—
  140. I write the rites that wipe the skies,
  141. strike with spiked mind‑knives
  142. that slice divine lines
  143. and splice nine lives
  144. into twice‑dyed cries
  145. from Christ like shrines.
  146.  
  147. You said you’ll rupture guts?
  148. Cool.
  149. I rupture suns,
  150. crush the drums,
  151. pluck the lungs
  152. from under monks
  153. and summon floods
  154. that run through slums
  155. with thunder tongues.
  156.  
  157. Your style basic?
  158. Mine breaks matrix grids,
  159. shapes hatred’s scripts,
  160. and raises crypts
  161. where angels sit
  162. to take the hits
  163. your cadence missed
  164. while I lay waste to it.
  165.  
  166. You stretch endings beyond the edge?
  167. I stretch time’s tendons and
  168. press legends
  169. into death’s presence
  170. with hexed sentence
  171. sets etched in
  172. dense engines
  173. meant to end planets.
  174.  
  175. You march with wrath?
  176. I march with math that carves the path
  177. of stars in half,
  178. spark the dark with arcs so vast
  179. even god's guards collapse.
  180.  
  181. You "spoke in riffs"?
  182. I wrote the glyphs that composed those riffs,
  183. then broke the scripts
  184. and sold the myths
  185. to ghosts equipped
  186. with throats of pitch
  187. that roam the crypt
  188. to quote my hits.
  189.  
  190. You “erase sleep?”
  191. I erase weeks,
  192. reshape streets,
  193. and make beats
  194. that quake deep
  195. enough to break reefs.
  196.  
  197. You “think black friends let you say N‑word?”
  198. I bend worlds,
  199. end pearls,
  200. send swirls of red curls
  201. through head girth
  202. til ten earths
  203. converge and render your nerves
  204. a dead blur.
  205.  
  206. You talk MAC‑10s?
  207. I drop black suns
  208. on cracked slums,
  209. hack lungs,
  210. and track runs
  211. of past ones
  212. who act dumb
  213. and have them
  214. collapse numb.
  215.  
  216. You said “this is where the track ends”?
  217. Nah.
  218.  
  219. THIS is where the world ends —
  220. and I’m the one who snapped its stem.

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