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Isis
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- Killing every rapper that exists on this planet
- I'm a body snatcher that insists to do damage
- Just show me your face and I'll fucking slam it
- Spitting some shit that is splitting your cabbage
- Turn you to ashes, I'll make your ass vanish
- Pick the pen up, people panic in spanish
- Devour any beat, is what I can manage
- Popping MCs like they're fucking xanax
- So versatile, spit fast, or maybe rap slow
- I choose what I wanna do with my tracks though
- You'll never expect me, you don't know I'm that close
- Helping my friends, spit and attack foes
- If I don't like you, I will not act so
- Friendly, an MC that is, the last hope
- I'm gonna write lyrics that smack you
- Gonna make you explode like a shrapnel
- I never left, no comeback
- Beat your ass in a combat
- These rappers is on crack
- My lyrics is gon' jack
- Just you wait 'till money stacks
- Your styles is all wack
- You lazy, I don't slack
- Write all night, insomniac
- Melt your ass like a motherfucking ice cube
- I'm a predator, that surely doesn't like you
- Watching competition from the side view
- So remember it's all about survival
- The rhythm is so explosive
- I'm hitting so hard, it blows shit
- If this is a race, then I'm the closest
- Do this shit 'till overdosing
- Got more styles than files in your computer
- I'm not an addict, but I'm a real dope user
- Going against me? Hell no, don't do that
- Everybody hates me, I'm like Chris, but no Luda
- Injuring all of them, making it efficient
- Endure all the pain, that happens when we beefing
- I'm sure it will remain that way until i die
- The courage to say I'm lame is really high
- I buried your name in this grave, it ain't no lie
- I'm through with the shame and saying that I ain't fly
- Go at the speed of light, I can't ever slow down
- If you dissing mine, that means you my foe now
- Fucking them up with the beat drop
- Won't ever make the heat stop
- The realest spitter, spitting hot shit
- My rhyming skills gon' make a lot hits
- Ain't never been gone, but back on you jack offs
- The game is a gang, I am the capo
- I can't be touched, I'm dodging your pistol
- I am that guy you don't wanna pick on
- 'Cause I'mma bury you six feet deep
- No face to face, you where my knees be
- How many bars left? Only sixteen
- I am the best, I'm a sick G
- No fucking magician can ever trick me
- I'm hitting you hard right where your dick be
- I just go boom and, my name ain't metro
- I am assuming, I have the best flow
- If hear me, that makes your vest blow
- I flex my lyrics, you only flex hoes
- Don't care about your clothes, or your sick cars
- All I do in life, is spit bars
- I always love it, when shit start
- Like a footballer, I can kick hard
- Always be balling, I'm always lit up
- I am the shit, I'm a sick fuck
- Ain't no gun, but popping heat
- Ayo, DJ, stop the beat
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