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Immortal
- //Intro
- yeah, aye
- //Verse 1
- I'm chemically developing supremacy, a tendency to end my enemies
- Created in a lab, with a pen and a pad 'cause I was born to rap
- I'm superhuman my lyrics that I'm shooting are like nukes
- And bombs, hybrid between two monsters Godzilla and King Kong,
- Decapitate the haters later, I'm on top of my game,
- You should be afraid, I'm starting a raid
- And starting to rage, the force in my words is ripping the page
- So I'm outta space, living on another world like an alien
- I'll travel in my ufo to chase mainly you and others,
- They for some reason think that I'm not good I lost it,
- I won't even bother, maybe I'll hold them hostage!
- Super intelligent braniac manic and maniac attacking
- Animal Cannibal, switching identities transformers
- Hannibal Bates, optimus in his prime when I rhyme at my optimum capacity
- Cause a calamity make the whole atmosphere disappear.
- Bill Gates and immortal, people forever
- Wanting my skill, my kills are haunting their nightmares
- I'm not normal, transport and teleportation through a portal
- This shit is like a sport, stuck in probation while these
- Bitches put me in rotation!
- Everywhere I see, sheep involved in felonies
- Fake gangsters, about to get banged acting tough, rough and hard
- But they soft as melons you see, yeah
- Like Yung Blood and Yung Sippa, babies mumbling,
- Thinking they hip but they not, ill hop over to these
- Whiners, they cryin', they need a sippy cup, but
- These people think they cold right? They act all bold
- But they probably just old my bars are only gold,
- Cause everytime these guys set a bar and expectations
- So high, I jump over it and set it higher also set it on fire
- Murder these MCs, I'm a killer bee only bring stings
- Jason with my machete, on Friday the 13th, or Michael
- Myers on Halloween ready to chop the heads off these liars!
- I lie here asleep on the couch like a slouch, I'm like a bump on a log
- When I try to find the talent of you, all I see is fog!
- So compare me to the best, if not get laid to rest with the rest
- And I hope your butt is hurt, I'm alert and aware that feminists
- Will get triggered by my lyrics, it's hysterics I know I'm menacing I'm prepared in my evil lair
- To unleash my monster, impossible to be beat, lift up suvreme
- 10 feet in the air then throw him down, banish him to the underground
- Without a single profound sound, now tell me who has the crown?
- Next time I hear another fucking onomatopoeia im saying see ya to yo ass
- And pounding on you, your ass won't last a second, you're in second tier,
- While I'm way over here in first class, time to close the casket!
- //Outro
- Man, stop.
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