FREESTYLE KING 👑👑👑

My pen hits the paper in the flow don’t stop Beat in the head while my lyrics drop Got no sound boards, hear my music Some punish rhymes, I straight abuse it I’m putting them together for the world’s amusement Lyrics so sick I make a surgeon lose it His lunch on the patient Barfs during operation Coming out like a cyborg from a lesser nation Losing a gallon of blood from the laceration It’s like you’re pouring your heart out, O positive everywhere Do you think it fictitious as vicious as my vocals blare Like unicorns or horns on a hare Dragons breathing fire and eggs with hair Who could’ve thought stupid stuff makes millionaires? If memory serves me It doesn’t, it completely desserts me Can’t even remember the last line Something about a duck? Just my luck Something else that don’t make sense Like getting a bird and building a fence What the heck am I saying More blonde moments than a Super Saiyan I’m the sickest rapper on the planet Your demise? I plan it I spit one line you have green like a Namek I’m sharper than a piccolo Next to a sousaphone But I’m just too hot can’t put your finger on I’m hotter than the Florida keys I’m a hive mind; a hexagon Six wrong sides of the bed I woke up on I’m the pinnacle Shrewd and cynical Punchlines are plentiful Like I’m Holyfield A goalie filled With the holy ghost on field Yeah, it’s not just a sheet It’s more than paper It’s an ancient scroll where my thoughts can taper Spew out of my brain like water vapor Quick like silver, cool like quartz Of nitrogen, stuck in your mind again Like plastic forks Spoons, cups, plates, and sporks I’m versatile Nothing I say is personal Non-controversial Some skills are universal Not these though got plenty of haters Maybe I’m small taters Maybe nobody likes me That’s why there’s so much internal conflict inside me Now I’m being redundant So easy to do when words come so abundant It’s like a snowball Rowling I’m JK it’s like magic Your thunder is stolen You’re fabricating a shock Now you need to stop Far as system goes I’m the system operator in danger Arranger of anger aimed at a mediator What’s the problem? I got them top to bottom I caught ‘em in an autumn inaudible They couldn’t speak You only catch me dead if my verbals speak Drop it Friday and I’ll retaliate that week Get your Saturday serving 34 minutes and my tip is burning NO NOT THAT ONE! Like a pencil, pen, or quill Friction burns cause I can’t stand still Fizzin up like root beer I’m Hemlock with hops Under the weather and the temperature drops Cause I left the room But I still feel my presence bloom Great if you hate me, love me? Gloom I’m Oddish rapper with a Vileplume Lines cut like a Scythe-r something more Farfetch’d Clench in my Pinsirs of Fearow, my what’s next? Hunter of your dreams, man what did you expect? A-O-T baby, I’m Machamp Lost in my Cloyster when my jaws clamp My words are fire power Spit hot coals over half an hour I’m loving your cower Nose in a corner wall, taking a time out A few seconds to go, Lemme find a way to finish my flow