[Bar_iography] Life on a line

 

I am the thinker of thoughts

The feeler of sensation

The actuator of mind

The writer of casual chain bars

 

Humans call me the The Doom Monger

The beast of distraction

The chaos bringer

 

You the weakest link of the wicked earth i call you weak EarthLink

 

You can't go Toe to Toe with me you just a youngin// Fake ass gangster you hide behind the mask cause you Front'n// I'll add 3killa bars to your whack verse til you 19 locked up partially now you call you self exCovid(exconvict)

 

Believe me, frontin? niggas gimme heebie jeebies ready or not Lyrical I'll make you a Refugee

 

the battle MC, Rollie Crown, ahead of time roll it clown you've just took an L.// l am C.R.I.M.E (the Criminal Robbing Innocent Motherfuckers EverytTIME) protect your neck// witness the GZA at work// being doing this from warTime to peaceTime like DIME// if you make it to dinnerTime I'll eat you out with rhymes

 

The Professional Verbalist lyrically transcripting a curtis plan //I battle MCs like me MCs like me because i move the crowd towards the end of the tunnel let me enlighten your vision// Your crew sent you to bring them my severed head but all they returned with ashes of thier fallen comrade