Snatch The Mic From Them (No Tears Contest Entry)

Yo I snatch the mic from them Thought I let you get it But my rhymes more tight And I'm Still gonna spit it I'm the beast thats from the east Might as well headbang Since I'm coming with the heat And I do it for the streets Yes I do it, kill the beat I am the underground Everything is under me So you must understand Your generation's under me Forget that mumble rap No, it doesn't come from me Yes, I gotta kill emcees Got no blood on the leaves Feeling like Keanu Reeves Legendary MC Coming from the era where the old school emcees hit the scene and talk about everything that they've seen You come from the era where these broads in your jeans Wanna take all the money and the cash in your jeans Dattebayo Yeah, you better believe you can achieve all the things that you thought was a dream What you mean that this life is way more than a dream I just manifest everything in my dreams Start speaking rhymes that nobody's ever seen How can you reach for the top when the sky is the limit? I will spit it any minute Make you rent it like a tenant I will finish and diminish mumble rappers in a minute It's music therapy When it comes straight to healing And the feeling that you get makes you feel like you're chilling And I'm feeling like I'm Goku when I'm surpassing my limits This is what is happening when you're practicing and reach a limit Like you become immaculate You're lacking nothing that is in it You're becoming fascinated Every time I'm really spitting Speakers getting busted Every time the bass hitting Rappers know no different words That's why there's many quitting Not committed to those written rhymes they be spitting Putting words together this way And it feels like I'm knitting I did it from the scratch So there's no counterfeiting If I am the light Then what are you transmitting Can't be a reflection of the Moon I glisten I'm A Link To The Past So Navi goes hey listen Live in the moment when you really start to get it It's like you're filling it out like before you submit it Zeros after you, but you the single digit To make a track spin You gotta learn how to pivot You can keep it clean or make it real explicit I just do my thing and hold it down like rivets I feel like Eminem when he freestyles ribbit Something misfitted I get it Sweaty big dude Somebody sits where he sitted In a passenger seat We driving roads that skidded Feel like Mario Kart But projectiles missing In the fast lane You can really get a visit Hate to see the officer that gives me a ticket Known to cook the beat But I don't use a skillet Sometimes at night It's a meow or a cricket I don't even know I didn't bite into the biscuit Knowledge is power All power has a limit If it's food for thought Then it's time for a picnic Mmm, terrific Instrumental snaps And the rapper is ballistic Realistic Positive vibe Optimistic Wisdom like a sage That's the powers of a mystic I got so many styles Yeah, I'm real stylistic To be 29 And I'm real sophistic Mmm, terrific A lot of ideas for the art Idealistic This the other side like I'm born dualistic Wisdom like a sage But my words simplistic To me, the only way to Lose It Yeah, it must be a Bridget I'm talking Guilty Gear if you really know what I'm thinking (*normal start*) I know this world is getting cold And my bars getting frigid And if you talking all that You get cut like a snippet