ill rhyme sayer
• Written by Chadrecords
Im a Hyperion to a satyr
deliver delirium serum
to clear them
weak emcees
that tryna step to these
boots
but salute
In an elevated state of mind
Dig a little inside,
find a bit of Einstein
cause my rhymes
are a theory of relativity
The ill rhyme sayer
alphabetic slayer
with prose and multi layer
syllables
spitting like the original
jeez
brother please
wrap your wreath
if you ever speak
you wreak and
To be prettily put the epitome of a
shook crook, get your life took
here's the hook
an epithet of aesthetic
hardly poetic
Genetically Pathetic
excuse
no refutes
your flow dilutes
give a hoot
don't pollute
My air space with your
bad case
of rapper grammar
Im an Illmatic fanatic
alive survival tactics, fact is
count the bars its simple mathematics
On high mavericks
I snatched em, I capped em
I mean i blast em
Gotham super villain
division got super fission
on another victim
glisten in another kingdom
mission of the best rhythm
in addition
looking through glass prisms
slaves in the prisons
speaking in the present
effervescent lies
