Killuminati

Imma keep with these flows,

The breeze almost froze, my beats,

My heat grows, lets just see this growth please,

Just take a second for a breathe,

I soon will be coming to leave,

Almost high as methamphetamine

Lightin' the mic with pure gasoline, the methane

Messin' with my brain, its hard to maintain,

This endless strain that keeps returning,

I'm workin', driving my rhymes insane,

Massively changing my creation, my mind and everything,

My soothin' flows, smooths the pain,

A losers game, soon overcame,

I'm tame, but my bars still looks for prey,

This shit that I spray everyday, leaves you surprised,

This is a regular thing, so who you bumpin' for fame?

Leaving you breathless in shame,

My mouth, slurring up flames,

Burnin' the mic, spittin' lyrical spite,

Better behave, beating the beat too brutally

My bars almost engraved, got you hooked like this was laced,

I'll leave you erased with no mistakes,

Just have a taste, bleeding from my blades,

Your speechless, dying tastefully, floodin' your brain

With my lyrical reign, this the shit I can't contain