Holy Fuck.

READ!! Lyrics: (pay attention)

HISTORY:

How could you defeat me when I invented your rhymes. A higher level of being. a sage in disguise.
I come from the ashes that make the smoke rise. But let me take you to the
beginning of mankind.
My heartbeat was racin. In the company of Neanderthals which you all probably
know as cavemen.
Snowstorms were raging, so I spit fire to keep the race alive and let them call
it their creation.
The Ancient Egyptians
had various secrets to living. But couldn't pass down the tradition. That's when
I proposed a code known by their own. Hieroglyphics. I inscribed deep inside the
pyramids.
I advanced through time for thousands of years.
until the great king Julius Caesar appeared. To interfere, was the main purpose
so I fear it was I
who had whispered into Brutus's ear.
I said look at Caesar, taking the republic for his own gain and then thinking
he's fit to lead us. Dictators have no place for pure statements. Life is a
gift from God, now go and take his.
And it was finished. I know the Senate's proud of me. So before any writer tries
to take a shot at me, with my words I restored the form of democracy. I can't
stay here, somewhere else that I've gotta be.
Moving on. I'm in a French uniform showing Napoleon Bonaparte how to move his
arm-y hardly, but couldn't harm me. At times I find my supply of rhymes quite
alarming.
I write wills for enemies. I Created the Inaugural address for President John F
Kennedy.
My point is I've been writing lines since the inception of time, but that's
enough with the history.

SCIENCE:

You couldn't manage my multiple syllabic patterns of damage that remain in
constant orbit with the planets
I'm scientific and I admit that the higher living is an undeniable test and
trial of clouded vision.
They'll never duplicate the complexity of my sentence or be able to explain the
precision of quantum physics.
So word to my critics cuz they really have so far to go. Rappin about the money.
I'm on subatomic particles.
I enter my subconscious to observe the secrets of my mind set. Hoping to find a declined threat. Surrounded by symmetrical objects created for the destruction of time in the event that I should die next.

MATHEMATICS:

Enough with the science fair. Other rappers used to try me here. So I had to 9
squared.(81) Basically I ate one. Aint one of yall prepared for the infinite line
that lies there.
Math is a gift. All my foes (4's) know that even if you rhyme too (2), against me you
should split. (4/2)
Excuse the mood, but you can't really see me. I'm impatiently thinking that I
got ADD. (addition)
They stand wit me, but there's always a foe (4) like the square root every time I
drop a 16. (Square root of 16 = 4) That's, bars not ounces. Never half a key, press pound all you want,
but you can't speak to an accountant. (16 oz in a pound) You need to listen. The ears persevere
through nutrition. I wonder if they'll ever see the vision. (Division)
Mean and vicious be the description they leavin, is it me or is the game in a
dire need of a me prescription?

Lyricism:
Since I'm so uncool (Uncle), I don't need good grammar (Grandma). Cuz in
(cousin) my zone all the words go past ya. Queen of the Dead. I'll assist her
(sister). With the brute strength of Samson (son). Trinidad (dad) Rasta.

Or Rasta (roster). Never could I live with the imposters (poster). Maybe I
should (ref)erence all the demons that he conjured. Remember when (win) I was
teeming (team) with anger for those who f(loss) at the (court) battles of their
own sponsors...

I'm bored (board) with the (game) tho. It's a (Monopoly) but you can never rob
him of the pride that he has, bro (Hasbro). And should I ever (die), I'll
probably (roll) alone in my zone, so what you tryin to connect for? (Connect 4)

Enemies tryna load the (magazine) in they pistols. To hit you. Now you got
(issues). But they aint tryna get (booked) by the cops, so they take (cover). I
wonder if they pay per (paper) shot.

That was from a year ago? And I'm just hearing about him now? Lol shit was dope tho.

yeah i know aye !

He ain't bless that beat as good as Canibus doe, just saying.

liftthat wrote:He ain't bless that beat as good as Canibus doe, just saying.

But he blessed the beat as good as streetlight.
lol

King wrote:

liftthat wrote:He ain't bless that beat as good as Canibus doe, just saying.

But he blessed the beat as good as streetlight.
lol

Great lyrics. The pic though... the fuck is soulja boy doing there?

Chokey wrote:Great lyrics. The pic though... the fuck is soulja boy doing there?

that is Street Light LMFAO.

they look the same when Street Light puts on that pose...

Chokey wrote:Great lyrics. The pic though... the fuck is soulja boy doing there?

lmao

I wish i could rap like this.....errg

Skepticism wrote:I wish i could rap like this.....errg

you can always try.