Return Of The Raptor (Ep. VI)

VERSE1

 

Yo, what would I do,

Without other rappers to resonate off,

Feel their energy,

Realizin what I shouldn't do,

Over the beat,

Stutterin like you wanna prove,

You're better, but you really better improve you're not measuring,

 

To me,

Ima letterman,

Let me in em, im venomous,

Like dirty elements in your arteries,

That's irrelevant,

And me, I want the rhetoric,

Don't get caught on the elegance,

I'm in my edifice, in my temple,

In what I settle in,

 

It's hardly all amazing,

When part of me is crazy,

I represent this healing through medium meditating,

Im a God invading, get the body cravin what im automating,

Parting pages of my inner hobby while my thought embraces,

 

Sight,

First get to see then feel what I write,

Hear me entering ears I'm, eager to meet your mind,

Eager to be the reason you're leavin evil behind,

I'm eager to meet your maker and take their life on the mic

 

 

 

 

VERSE2

 

Well here we go again,

While many rappers try to play with me,

I take those action figures and break em up easily,

Open up your eyes,

And look past the mirage of you ever goin off on the mic,

Ima finish em

 

Only need the minimum off of critical thought,

Your writtens are not hot,

Next to mine,

That's a pitiful loss,

Pin em and cross words,

Been gathering crates of paper,

Underground,

With the crawl,

Where the moss grows

 

A rare complexity,

The mind,

When I'm calm,

Silent,

I feel the energy inside,

With it, all vibrance,

All life,

The pulse vigor,

And all wise with,

In molding entities along,

Get em all timeless

 

And what I fill em with,

Infinity,

Is less righteous,

Seemingly I'm the epitome of what's lifeless,

I write this,

Knowingly as the soul climbs,

Into the page,

Beneath the fold where I roam in hiding