I\'m bringing the heat like an AK-47 My lyrics are sharp, call me a Samurai weapon Shooting bars like I\'m holding a Glock nine Hand on my sword, ready to strike rhymes I\'m a lyrical sniper with precision aim Got more lines than bullets in an AR magazine, i spray My flow\'s explosive and fiery, best bet it’s hydrogenic Lyrics so sick I need penicillin injections Bullets flying through your ear drums at rapid speed So fast that even Bolt wouldn\'t compete Punchlines and metaphors colliding every hour, I be hitting like the planes went and did to twin towers. All these other rappers sound bland and boring, While I cook up hot fire that keeps on scorching Like weapons used by James Bond or Jason Bourne, My style is deadly and fiery, so mess with me and get scorched Body parts receiving damage worst than wounds suffered from pest infection, It might make someone spaz out and see everything animated beyond reflection. Rhyme skills impressive compared to the finest collection, Creating flows that burn down protection built around government sections. Bars hit hard just like the shells leave scars after blasting shots without discretion Knocking out wack MCs without even using aggression Lyrics akin to rain and hailstones falling during monsoon seasons Making sure those who try to replicate my style becomes victims of treason The rawness of my lyrics will leave all others shivering brittle-cold- As Alladin once said \"uno momento Maracaibo\" My punchlines cut deep leaving\'em puzzled they wonder where IT came from-- Can never satisfy but always put up better shows than Elon Musk\'s program! Haters trying to take me down best hope they got body armor– My flow\'s bulletproof, immune to even the slightest harm It was pistol and gel on my very first date with verse-- Crushing foes softly like sun beaming down in twilight bursts Like a sawed-off shotgun--nobody can handle me-- I\'ve got rhymes for days, somebody call the manager please!-- Two steps ahead of my target like long range snipers do, While all these other rappers just sound like noise-toys it seems with their kiddie-pools. My words sharper than katanas cuttin\', I\'m always focused on trimming fat – Making sure every word leaves its mark without any attack. Judge me not based upon some first impressions from afar – Just listen closely and you\'ll hear why I shine bright as a star.