Cloud-9 Freestyle

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"Holy shit!", they scream when I drop the gospel
im lyrical Jesus, turn water to vodka
Yall prayin' for bars? Bitch, im the prophet,
I split the Red Sea, now watch the flow part
 
im up, way up, Aeroplane mode
Duck, what?, bullet turn your brain slow
Pain, oh, body hit the pavement
Game, over, you aint playin' with the greatest
 
Talk cheap? Then walk cheap, feet hurt
im God, speak, verse turn the street dirt
Clip extendo, make it rain like El Niño
hollows leave you sleepin' like Melatonin
rap savage, math average
subtract lames, add racks, then pass damage
bar for bar? You losing stock
im Wall Street, bitch, I profit off your flops
 
im on Cloud-9, but my minds on murder
turn your life to a verse, then I drop the curtain
you a fluke, im the truth, call me Kurt Cobain
when I spit, its a shotgun blast to the brain
you aint spittin', you splatterin', call it bad aim
im a demon with the pen, bitch, I crack the frame
you a lame, tryna claim you got game?
im off the chain, like a dog with a name
 
im on my Cloud-9, bitch, im floatin' when I rhyme
talk tough? Then its bullet time, I leave your brain reloading in the grime
you aint spittin', you just coughin' lines, im off the vine, fine wine
your girl text me "U up?" im divine, she prayin' to this god like im a sign
 
im off the grid like a fugitive with guns that'll visit ya
You diss? Then miss like a UFO witness, haha
im slick like a oil spill, drip like a faucet broke
you broke? Then choke on the smoke from the dope I wrote
im next level, elevate, you basic like AOL
I hack ya soul like a firewall, now ya spirit sold
you stiff? Then fold like a bad poker hand
I deal the deck, then I stack ya, understand?
 
Im a lyrical lynx, leave you stiff like a sphinx
punchlines hit like a drunk in a drift, think quick
im off the Richter, shiftin' the scale
You minor leagues, im a major in jail, bail out
 
im wristin' the moon, got a Saturn for a chain
you planet-ary, im a god in the game
Shoot for the stars? Aim higher, clown
im orbital, you just grounded now
 
they say the pens mightier, well mines a missile
automatic flow, call this ink in a rifle
metaphors murder, similes wound
Every bars a headshot, you tuned out
 
paradise paradox, im a sinner with wings
God talk to me, but the Devil still sings, choir of flames
im Muhammad Ali in a rappers disguise
float like a butterfly, sting like a 9 hive mind, im swarmin' the game
 
holy water mixed with the Henny in my veins
sacrilegious bars got the Pope in a rage
im a walkin' oxymoron, heavenly torn
Born in the fire, but I freeze when I storm, weatherman reportin' my name
 
algebra with the words, I X out the weak
Y axis when I plot, you just part of the sheet
im a lyrical crypt, hieroglyphic
you read me wrong, now you history, mystic, missed it
 
elevate? Nah, im levitatin'
you stay below, like a basement patient
im 3D chess, you checkers on pavement
king me? im already God, savior, statement
 
asteroid impact, im NASA with raps
you orbit around, but you never come back
im quantum physics, split every second
You stuck in time, im rewind, reflexive, dead in the past
 
rain man, but I never felt drops
you acid, im base, neutralize pops
im binary, 0's, you none, im the 1
you crash the system, im ctrl alt delete, reboot, your done
 
im Job in the Bible, but the pain made me rich
you Judas tryna kiss, but you missed, lyrical snitch
im Moses when I part every beat
you Pharaohs army, I drown when I speak, poetic defeat
 
yeah, Cloud-9 Freestyle, now the skys in a urn
I murdered the heavens, just to watch 'em burn
im Gods apology, mans final form
Now take my name outcha mouth, this is holy war

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Member since October 18 2023

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