Bars

I'll swing blades in my sleep and seep deep in your spleen bitch

like I’m swingin’ evil achievements to remain undefeated

I'll keep goin’ until he that'll battle me has retreated

you'll see his weak thesis bleeds in deep regions

where demons feast on secrets cause I am the actual rap devil

whether bein’ treated like an elitist or cheated

even bein’ beaten, imagine not meanin’ shit

Kendrick and Drake type of thing, I breathe in heat

that’s freezin’, having me squeezin’ the scene

til the seams get split, I leave dreams depleted

speak schemes so clean they seem repeated

every sequence deepens though.. each tweak is a reason

those who oppose me teams gets heated

I can be seen sprayin’ these arcane decrees that cage

every lame that aims at me dreams ’til he’s layin’ beneath ancient leaves

engraved in trees where angels weep and Satan beneath

keeps his favorite thieves for breakin' peace

his fates a piece of pagan grief that stays in seas of vacant screams.

 

_v2_

I’m calm, deadly and shifty — cut heavy and thrifty

you drunk textin’ and clingy — numb, edgy and twitchy

I’m sun-setting your image — you gun deadly? that’s iffy

I spun medleys with limits from slums reppin’ the city

my tongues weapons are vivid while you sponge lessons and mimic

I punch legends and finish, I’m the prime menace, refined tenets

aligned efforts, defined sentence and timed measures in minds centers

my shines endless — I bind sectors in high pressure

designed essence, combined textures in rhymes method

sublime presence — I rise separate, my lines sever

mine’s the prevalence — enshrined excellence, grind better

undermine pretense — unwind tension, outshine pressure

un-bind, compress, redesign lessons, outline legends

you’re that dude with a past bruised, half-used intellect

burned into a back-room timid murmur who snaps / spews

makes it worse more bitch than you confirm

because there’s no wisdom in your words — you’re just a brittle / bitter

immature, insecure, internet-infidel / little bitch with injured nerves

U can’t take a joke nor give one in return

getting you both bruised & disturbed from a blast first infinite bursts

that fracture ligaments, nerves, get you screwed in the blur

by every backward, ignorant slur; your stance ain’t composed

it’s more fiction than you learned, so I’m pitchin’ you to earth

ditchin’ you in dirt, ruinin’ every opportunity of ever meetin’

a smart, fine, ass-thick woman with curves

who — let’s say before she goes to work gets sets like a nurse.

 

_end_

I'll bend physics just to imprint wisdom inside your thick system

turn your dim prism into a split vision of six killins

you’ll relive vivid like binge watchin' your own death thru a glitch rhythm

when I’m finished spittin’ your whole ecosystem shifts position

limbs twitch different, your skin rips with it

because U ain’t gifted, you ain’t wicked just a stray gimmick

who prayed timid in the same image of lame critics in his clique

came unaware I slay vicious since my names written in graves’ scriptures

even Biggie’d say “kid, you play timid

The Great Nate did it in ways physics could never explain,”

Nas would frame it as fate‑driven as I spazz and snap with precision

I write the transitions to keep every punch placed with intention