Rap battle. Really needed to get...
• Written by Slipp
Intro:
Dangerous bars.
Anyone smell that smoke?
Hold the gauntlet like infinity,
Typically, spitting raps like simplicity,
Thinking critically, lyrically, willingly,
Anyone in my vicinity will be ripped in a beat,
Turn my lyrics on like an ignition key,
In the beginning she, been giving me,
Her love, in this theory, in which she, has been visiting me,
My bars can cure you clinically,
Which leaves you enjoying my bars in affinity,
I’m at the state of divinity, rhythmically,
As you notice I’m still with the beat,
Leaving you higher than the pacific in salinity,
