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Marvel x Sanskrit (Symbiote, Tarjani Response)

the biological definition of a symbiote requires a host organism to exist
named yourself after dependency then showed up to a battle with a fist
full of borrowed pop culture references, the scientist
would classify that as confirmation, not a twist
like we stealin' jurassic park, john wick, john wayne gacy, ice spice
four cultural artifacts doing the heavy lifting, precise
evidence of a bar that needed the celebrity splice
just to carry the weight of what the writing couldnt suffice
the structure bounced between subjects like a pinball losing momentum midtable
no prolonged scheme, no connective tissue, the fable
of the coherent diss track missing the cable
that holds the architecture, impressive looking, thoroughly unstable
alot of platform tenure and the crowning submission
is a track with the internal logic of a fever dream collision
the sequencing of someone who wrote without revision
then posted before the editing could make the incision
the fog metaphor, you said your the thing obscuring vision
which means your greatest achievement is making clarity the mission
of everybody else, the negative space, the omission
of the substance, thats not power, thats the condition
of something that exists only in the absence of the light
the fog doesnt fight, it just makes it harder to fight
and the second the sun comes out your gone overnight
im the sun in this metaphor, read the geometry right
the homeless jacket bar, the cousin named carry, the twig line
three consecutive personal attacks with no punchline design
the insult without the craft is just aggression in a straight line
battle rap requires the architecture, not just the nine
a year or two building a reputation that a three day newcomer
disrupted enough to warrant a written response, the consumer
of that information draws their own conclusion, the rumor
of the established being threatened by the new is a tumor
growing in the comment section of your confidence
the veterans response to the rookie is the dominance
display of something insecure, the prominence
of the established needs no defense, the ominous
silence of the truly unthreatened is the tell
you wrote four verses across four targets, the compel
ling evidence of someone doing overtime to quell
something that three days of presence put under your spell
the x factor checks tallied in your ledger, jonahs name
nowhere on the account, the arithmetic of the claim
doesnt compute when the person your counting never came
to your bank your depositing wins into a frame
i didnt sign, which means the whole accounting system
is a fiction you constructed, the baptism
of the victory in water that was never the schism
i created, your winning arguments in a kingdom
i dont live in, celebrating in a stadium
i didnt book, the podium, the medium
of your victory lap requires my tedium
of acknowledgment, which is the delirium
of someone who needs the opposition to validate
the win, i dont validate, i dont arbitrate
your internal scoreboard, i dont participate
in your metrics, i operate, i generate
my own coordinate system, my own longitude
the map you drew has my name in the latitude
of the defeated but the altitude
of my actual position requires a different attitude
the craft critique landed hollow from a writer
whose longest piece this week was a four target reciter
of grievances, the sniper
who shoots four targets misses the one who moved, the fighter
who spreads the ammunition across the widest surface
guarantees the shallowest wound, the purpose
of the focused blade is what your surface
level spread confirms you havent found yet, the furnace
of the single concentrated argument
burns hotter than the scattered sentiment
of four medium observations of the regiment
or of the elite is the narrowing, the confident
compression of the everything into the one thing
that matters most, the diamond cutting
of the single angle past the blunting
of the spread, im cutting, your fronting
days in and the lesson still pending
the echo doesnt author the sound its sending
it just returns what someone else is spending
the origins always the one worth defending

Lyrics added by Jonahh

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