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- U R a byproduct of a dying theatre, a faded aesthetic,
- Your narrative is anaesthetic, synthetic, and genetically cosmetic.
- I’m the watercolor warrior, painting the void with a prism,
- A schism in space time, bleeding ink through the mechanism.
- The universe is the University, and the Quill is the key,
- I’m the I in the Storm, and the Storm is me!
- My rhyme state of mind is a time crate of mine fields,
- Where the blind wait for signs and the grime makes the mind yield.
- I’m the butterfly in the basement, the king of the pavement,
- Illmatic erratic, the soul of the enslavement.
- I breathe life into the beaten and the broken,
- With vocal vibrations that leave the heavens open
- I’m in the trenches with the toolie, the pressure is ruly,
- I’ll disrespect your mother then exit the movie!
- It’s Jersey in the building, the rebel is killing,
- I’m rolling over villains for the profit and the billing.
- The TSU (Sue) is pending, the Surf is unending,
- I’m breaking every barrier that you’re busy defending
- check the formula, I’m the corner oracle,
- Performin' audibles in a forest of obstacles.
- The laughter is sinister, the flow is the minister,
- I kiss the game goodbye before the finish is registered.
- I’m Big in the L way, slick with the wordplay,
- Flamboyant for the fanbase, hitting 'em the worst way
- Wait, look at this pathetic clown, let’s settle the debit now,
- I’m a heavyweight legend, I’ll level your method down!
- I’m Shotty with the shrapnel, rotting in the chapel,
- Dropping every battle till you’re sobbing in the grapple.
- You’re a sucker, a simpleton, softer than syllables,
- I’m dominant, prominent, honestly miraculous
- But let’s keep it Real (Cole), beauty in the struggle,
- I rearrange the pieces of the lyrical puzzle.
- I’m JC on the mount, the logic is sound,
- I’ll word associate you until you’re under the ground!
- I’m the last man standing, the master of planning,
- A craftsman expanding through the masses demandin
- I lock the smith in the vault, it’s not my fault,
- That your lyrical assault is dying like a cult!
- I’m a Roots member, an absolute ember,
- Burning through the winter from June to December!
- in the trenches with the toolie, the pressure is ruly,
- I’ll disrespect your mother then exit the movie!
- It’s Jersey in the building, the rebel is killing,
- I’m rolling over villains for the profit and the billing.
- The TSU (Sue) is pending, the Surf is unending,
- I’m breaking every barrier that you’re busy defendin
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