Stage Hyper

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How come the weather forecast didn't predict this
Fire, heat and a lyrical thunderstorm when I diss
It's neat, when I perform it feels like I'm airborne
Finish off this bar and it feels like I'm reborn
I'm outta the norm, I spit so well that crowds swarm
Anyone who thinks they could beat me is clearly misinformed
My cold heart creates ice rinks, beats MCs, cuts em up like thorns
My bars are boiling mate, yours are just warm
You're either just bad, or in bad form
You're a worthless drop-out, while I'm a genius
After these verses you'll be having health issues and seizures
You're horrid and unwanted like contageous diseases
I'm treated like a God and looked up to, as holy as Jesus
You're as relevant as the number of stars in the morning
Planned on dissing me? Well wassup, here's your warning
When I finish off my 40 secs, you'll have nothing to counter
This will be your strongest most fierce encounter in the latest hour
Scour at me as I display my manpower, you're a hut and Im a danm tower
Don't come at me with scribbled words on paper outta your pockets
I freestyle as hard as a tank and as fast as a rocket
As personal as private information, as fiery as cremation
As relaxed as a vacation, but as rough as starvation
As tough as a soldier, yet luxury like a jet
Step off my shoulders before you get
This is the story of all the MC's I've killed
This is how it goes before all their blood is spilled
You see me around...
Dissin' any MC who ever came up against me reasonlessly
Explaining their feelings, and how they needed therapy
After I lyrically murdered them cuz I'm a singularity
That means one of a kind, and no - you can't disagree
Drag all these wannabes down to the underworlds and underseas
Wake me up when there's a challenge around here, jeez
Need something strong right now, come on, please
Not some kids who run around in pyjamas causin' drama
Come up on stage after trash talk with stage trauma
Squeaking softly dealing with their vivid voice tremor
Good luck taking out MC Perspective when he's as hot as lava
I'll pump blood out of you, as if I'm the vena cava
Be cautious and not thoughtless as you come before us
You can't take me on hip-hop 1 on 1 yet your mouth's enormous
Word after word, verb after verb, I'm savegely remorseless
What you say has a certain coarseness
You need me to tell you that you're worthless
Because it looked like you were still thinking you're worth something
In contrast to me, the God of Gods, the King of Kings...
In reality, you compared to me are nothing.

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FLYDAWG
Member since March 2 2017

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