Ish hits the fan freestyle

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Lyrics:

This passion of mine is on dope beats I'm savage with rhymes
And you know that I won't keep it low key
Categorised by my manners and pride I might
Be one of the nice guys you might happen to find
Wisdom once said patience is a virtue
That was good advice I gave myself a curfew
Lay awake at night with the pain I have to work through
Stay out of my lane cos I'd hate to have to hurt you
Words do damage when BEN sprays panic!
BENevolent's the pseudonym real name's Janisch
Battle with the best? Dead that trash!
You'll get a hammer to the chest like the West Ham badge
So fear the repercussions,
death is on the cards and you won't hear the reaper coming
Pick apart the words I speak the sickest art to murder beats
Test bro, let's go, expose your heart like surgery
Lately I feel like I reach higher limits
But hold on, wait, rewind a minute
Back in the day I'd copy Skiba's Street Fighter lyrics
Now my own style I kick a mean cypher with it
I'm not an Eminem or Vanilla Ice clone
You think you've got my number? It's not ringing my phone
Try and hit me with some shit I'm still in my zone
They try to dig for dirt like I'm picking my nose
Gross. The imagery is dense
Like spoken word festivals I'm lyrically intense
You wanna give me props or finish me instead
Either way fam the inner me is blessed
If I could go back I would par the younger me
Kidknapp the twat and tell him "start another dream"
I now await the day when Karma comes for me
And be prepared for me to wear the armour underneath
Suspect morals preach peace but engage war
Backward thinking love less hate more
Little resentments occupying my brains thoughts
Until I blow up big from something small like an acorn
I'm blind to my own ego
Justify myself while I lie to other people
Believe I know best on some Adam and Eve shit
I probably come across as arrogant and conceited
Peep this if we fight now it's lights out
I will spin your head right round like a night owl
So pipe down mouth closed this is my sound
I stand out in the south coast like a lighthouse
I'm a one man army
you know I'm a raw winner skunk and Charlie
I just let the hater's hate and I come back barring
I can soak up more boo's than a drunk man's carpet
It's BENevolent G
It's clear there is nobody who is better than me
My style is more refreshing than a peppermint tea
I don't stop for a locked door like a skeleton key
It's BENevolent cuz
I hang around and rap about the most irrelevant stuff
But in a clash if you believe that you can step to me bruv
Cocaine is a hell of a drug
So it's BENevolent you know I set levels when
Flows on point and everything I pen's heaven sent
Fly like a killer Bea writing my similes
Punchlines like a guillotine head and neck seperate
I'm back now the wait's over
Cracking my own whip with the swag of a slave owner
If we go bar for bar whatever I say's colder
I stretch out a body without having to take yoga

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BENevolent1983
Member since June 27 2014

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