[Battle Starter] Pop Rocks

I'm an artist with a dream startin' something ill and mean

A prophet rocket amiss these other rappers schemes

Screamin' till scarlet solvent starts leakin' from the seams

My scenes are hottest they're plotted to the extremes

I promise an honest product of darkest and rawest themes

 

Yo

 

See me in scenery next to the greenery the "sleepy" deity

Never 'decently' putting together sceneries always droppin'

Never stoppin' a phenomenal dropper 'cause i'm PhenomenalDropper

This concoction of darkness and evil is god-sent...

I'll make calmness illegal...promise

 

My lethal needles'll turn gleefull people into feeble weasels

In need of retrieval soon to be food for evil seagulls

I'm taller than medieval steeples direct like legal people

Easily flying higher than eagles but still do need a sequel

 

So to begin the end i'll trim the ends defend my rap with ill intent

Hell done went and as-cen-ded, comprehension recommen-ded

So pay at-tention, my in-tention is to sear a couple hundred ears

Deafen and lesson the fear, just to put it back in gear

Death is here for mere mortals every year drivin' through clear portals

Just to smear other rappers and peers...

 

You should fear a dreamer who'll give you emphysema, fuck your re-sponse

I'm so much keener I drop, bombs that'll make, Hiroshima look, like pop rocks