Rapid Eye Movement

No other rapper in cypher with god could hold his own

No other rapper has forgone the flow strong

Enough to blow right through the ozone

His balls hang awkwardly isosceles

But in palmin these nuts so pardon me

Im partin seas, and parts of me is insane

Enough to bring pain to citizens on public property

So the cops can see, swat the team, properly

That tries stoppin me, i bomb emcees

Till im the only one left, in my right place

With the pen son's deft, in his bright ways

You're lightweights, a tight phase, of rhythms

I strike faces with visions of circumcisions

A technician of incisions in the position

For his composition to make collision with victims

Rhythmic repetition, causes seismographs to fritz

After we kill em all phonic's will be the final cats to spit