16-Bar VenomPen

Weak lyrics, 'hah. Yeah, I'm far from it,

If anything 'nigga you're dim witted, I'm a star, comet.

The stars vomit, Watch your bars plummet.

I'm a star rocket, your nothing not even on your car bonnet.

 

You're weak and all you care about is profit.

A poetical prophet lyrics in alphabetical closets.

I'ma get a Beretta and cock it. And blame it on you

for the one who shot it. Now that's what I call heated gossip.

 

You're flow is no, My flow is cold like Everest snow.

Jealous friends know, How I'ma explode how terrorists blow.

Everyone knows, I bring the heaviest blows.

I never yet won't, Sharpened attacks with a venomous coat.

 

I'm scary like the exorcist though, Just kidding,

I run up on children younger than me and stop them existing,

I choke them while yelling stop resisting,

While rapping this composition.

This is a killing competition, so just stop spitting.

 

Dismissal of the shittest students,

Hit you with this missile and stop the party and your shitty music,

Leave your groupies asking why'd he do it?

It's because your favorite shit is Ed Sheeran's Acoustics,

you must be stupid.

 

You claiming it's therapeutic, that's foolish,

Lyrically magnetic with words it must be my genetics.

I think I'm going psychotic, Hi, I'm Concept,

I'm talking to myself, 'Cause to myself I'm iconic.

 

I'm sonic, with this mic and I'm on it,

To infiltrate your base and erase and demolish.

I'm passed the human race, laying waste, I'm abolishing,

It's a good time to embrace just in-case of the power you will face.

The same power that I'm harnessing. The same face to face power

I'm accomplishing.

[Faded ^ In Recording]

Soon to record