Untitled Song

I am the Last (Rap) Reviving Surgeon

 

Stabbing Fast (jabs), Conniving Serpent...

 

Smashing Past Defying Insurgents

Massive Stash Of Higher i am Learning

Passive Flash Of Lying dying Persons, I

 

 

am Gasping (Fast) as my Respiration gets worse, and

No Sagging Pants Uprising Urchins

Stacking Cash n Rising Burdens

Ur Acting Bad Disguising Verses

I'm Laughing Back Conspiring Ending

Crafting Raps Undying Vengeance

I’m Battle Raps Fly Repellent

In The Fucking Zone Like A Black Mans Eyes On Melons.

Tyler Spitting Outdated Crap

Is Like Skylar Snitching On Breaking Bad.

 

I rap backwards get younger/And snap back with hunger

Your back cracks/U get flashbacks/Of the whack raps u muster

I react fast/And smack fags/And clap back Like thunder

Played ur last hand/Telegraphed rants/Ur a rap fan that's blundered

Raps lack the luster/Cause they subtract facts and structure

Retract fangs/I exact plans/Ur on a fast-track down under.

 

The critics got enraptured/When they first heard this/I dispersed verses

My bars are a hazardous furnace/You're pampered and nervous

The lyrics i manufacture are perfect/They capture the purpose

Taking shots at me?/Man-U'll-Fracture the surface

You're lines are scattered and worthless

Rhymes that mattered are tattered like churches

 

Trashing cats that claiming/They packing gats/I'm flaming

Ur rap is whack/I smash this track/Battle rap is my habitat

Sick n tired/Of rappers/Claim they spitting fire/And chapters

Steady flow/Already toked/In heavy smoke/Machete blow

My bars are a heavy load/Ur back hurts/Readily owned this track first.