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Rhyme Zone
- I say what I feel, its not being rude it's being real
- Move along folks, just another rapper tying to get a deal
- I've enough of these bland rhymes, it's bad times
- I feel at home in a land mind, blow up punch lines
- I'm in my zone, it's my throne, it's crunch time
- Its open mic night and I'm going to win the grand prize
- Are you other MC's enjoying the view from behind?
- Its the truth in the booth, I spit gold
- In my youth, live in sooth to be told
- One shot, I won't miss, let me get straight into this
- I'm a sylllablistic ballistic linguistic, hip hop purist
- Its ridiculous, the current state of the game
- You dick less pieces of shit are just hip hop tourists
- I'm a lyrical magician with serial precision
- A mystical technician with cynical ambition
- On a critical mission, the physical edition
- MCing in clinical submission, miracle musician
- I've got infinite ammunition, a verbal expedition
- On a mission, can see targets with thermal vision
- Fake MC's the opposition, I'm on top position
- Pen to paper, that is my ignition
- You other bitches sniffing my ink emissions
- And I'm toxic, this is hot shit, I won't stop bitch
- I'll drop drone strikes on the game and own mics
- Hip hop clone likes in my lane, not toned right
- Boy you will get your ass kicked
- Put my foot in your casket
- I will drink your ashes
- You fucking stupid spastics
- So ho your ass will get smashed bitch
- I can stretch around this beat like elastic
- So they just call me Mr. Fantastic
- Wow, man I cannot plan this shit
- Static kinetic flow, in the DNA, it's genetic
- Erratic habit yo, you other MC's are pathetic
- Putting rap on life support, it needs a medic
- Top of the food chain, devouring MC's for breakfast
- Hip hop is the game, domination top of my check list
- Reckless with the rhymes, leave you breathless
- I'm a lyrical force, show no remorse, the source of evil
- Of what coarse lyrics ye are moulded, I hate people
- I'm lethal like an automatic, the Illmatic sequel
- Don't compare me to you, one stop pop shop
- You're gonna flop like British hip hop, Im a rap bot
- The softness in the game has been noted
- Keep making your fairy dust, dairy lust
- Un hairy musk lavender oil coated
- Mr. Happy pop nice songs, I'll drop hip hop pipe bombs
- I'm the only one left standing when the track is demolished
- I'm the diamond in the rough they forgot to polish
- Every goal I have ever set my self I have accomplished
- This song is an atomic bomb and I'm holding rap hostage
- I'm a word smith, but the lines are blurred bitch
- Your lines are all slurred bitch, fly as a Robin bird bitch
- Told myself that I would finished it this time
- But I'm already stuck after the first few lines
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