Dictate [2023]

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You’re mad because you have poor rapping skills, it’s hard to
Format enough true crap or having ill shit, are you
Okay? Then kill yourself or get yourself killed,
Won’t get more help, now jet or else, he’ll;
Just keep coming for you, oh want a war?
I'm a carnivore and your skin is all I wanted more of,
On a score of biting whores, won awards from slicing boys,
Pints to quarts of blood that I have hunted for since ‘94;
I have had disasters rapping like a massive addict,
Having battles after classes, mastered that and now I’m back and,
At a status bashing havoc at these faggots who ain’t matching,
My ability to instantly just splash these assheads fast in acid;
I know my purpose, no A.I. was used cuz it’s just not worth it,
It’s occurred to me that you worship each of my words to read,
And make you burn for all eternity, the truth hurts, you need
To be urgently rushed to the emergency room, now observe;
 
Nobody here can dictate me,
Trust me, you don’t want me to get angry,
Cuz then if I do it’ll be the end of you too,
And there is no escaping;
 
Now if you decide to try and battle, I might be channeled in,
But lemme remind you that I can’t be guided, my button panel’s chipped,
You stepped into the animal’s den, bet you cannot handle it,
Dismantle bits of your hand bones with my fist;
Now prove to me you’re better, choose between competitors,
Booth or send a letter, get schooled right at the end of
It, rip you turtles in two pieces with Shredder,
Please tell me just who is seeking the center?;
If you think rapping about hoes and clothes and smoking is hot,
At this point, don’t even show to real lyrical battles to get smoked, got
My ammo ready and steady, heading down the chimney to get the gifts for me,
Repeat that: I want your head right down my chin to suck the tip on me;
Disrespect your girl and eat her pussy with them hairballs,
Be like playing airsoft, missed your shot like an airball,
You’d travel miles to defend your title, pass the casket,
Now step back or I’ll break your ankles and throw your raps in a basket;
 
Nobody here can dictate me,
Trust me, you don’t want me to get angry,
Cuz then if I do it’ll be the end of you too,
And there is no escaping;
 
Emerging visuals, I’m just incircumscriptable,
You’re in concern of pinnacles? I’m out of Earth, you’re on a turf,
Mad because your verse is rippable,
Indestructible heterosexual in your living room;
I haven’t folded, just molted into a giant lizard in the ocean,
You ain’t controller, I keep watching in ya homes for yall fatal chokes from the poison,
Or sand dust, you don’t know this, but after that you’ll be diagnosed with
Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis;
Man, sometimes I just love my mind and the way it grinds,
It’s a narrow mind, so I got my head on straight, it’s why
I keep paying time with dimes to write shit and find
Ways to take my nine lives, boost them to survive;
My writing’s full of me lighting fuel with no lies but truth,
I’d be delighted to just start fighting you in the sight of view,
I’d kidnap you and leave you stranded like dreadlocks,
How could I choke in a battle? I got a code on my brain, I’m always in a headlock;
 
Nobody here can dictate me,
Trust me, you don’t want me to get angry,
Cuz then if I do it’ll be the end of you too,
And there is no escaping;

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