lyrical assassin'
Verse 1 Yo, I step up on the scene, heavy like a bomb, Droppin’ bars so hard, they call me the calm in the storm, You’re a lightweight, tryna box with a king, But I’m rockin’ with precision, every word got a sting. You’re out here frontin’ like you got that heat, But my syllables’ll chill ya, knock you off your beat, I’m a lyrical savage, untamed and raw, While you’re fumbling on the mic like you got locked jaws. Chorus You can’t match my flow, can’t touch my style, Try to step up, I’ll put you in exile, I’m spittin’ fire, burnin’ down your show, In this lyrical battle, yo, you’re too slow. Verse 2 See, I’m a beast on the mic, you’re just a pawn in the game, I spit acid, every verse leaves a permanent stain, Claimin’ you a soldier, but your army’s weak, When I drop a line, it’s like artillery speakin’ Greek. I’m a beast, like Midas, every word turns gold, While your rhymes get old, sound dusty, and cold, In this rap domain, I reign like thunder, Breakin’ weak bars, tearin’ rookies asunder. Chorus You can’t match my flow, can’t touch my style, Try to step up, I’ll put you in exile, I’m spittin’ fire, burnin’ down your show, In this lyrical battle, yo, you’re too slow. Verse 3 I got metaphors and punchlines, knock you out the frame, While you’re caught up in the hype, I’m mastering the game, I’m the last one standin’, while you’re lost in defeat, In this rap warzone, I’m bringin’ the heat. So recognize the realness, bow down to the craft, I’m the king with the crown, you’re just here for the laughs, When I drop the mic, ain’t no question who won, This lyrical battle, yo, the champion’s done. Outro So go on, remember the name, feel the pain, Next time you battle, stay in your lane, Cause I’m the rap assassin, here to seal your fate, In this lyrical war, it’s already checkmate.
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Verse 1 Yo, I step up on the scene, heavy like a bomb, Droppin’ bars so hard, they call me the calm in the storm, You’re a lightweight, tryna box with a king, But I’m rockin’ with precision, every word got a sting. You’re out here frontin’ like you got that heat, But my syllables’ll chill ya, knock you off your beat, I’m a lyrical savage, untamed and raw, While you’re fumbling on the mic like you got locked jaws. Chorus You can’t match my flow, can’t touch my style, Try to step up, I’ll put you in exile, I’m spittin’ fire, burnin’ down your show, In this lyrical battle, yo, you’re too slow. Verse 2 See, I’m a beast on the mic, you’re just a pawn in the game, I spit acid, every verse leaves a permanent stain, Claimin’ you a soldier, but your army’s weak, When I drop a line, it’s like artillery speakin’ Greek. I’m a beast, like Midas, every word turns gold, While your rhymes get old, sound dusty, and cold, In this rap domain, I reign like thunder, Breakin’ weak bars, tearin’ rookies asunder. Chorus You can’t match my flow, can’t touch my style, Try to step up, I’ll put you in exile, I’m spittin’ fire, burnin’ down your show, In this lyrical battle, yo, you’re too slow. Verse 3 I got metaphors and punchlines, knock you out the frame, While you’re caught up in the hype, I’m mastering the game, I’m the last one standin’, while you’re lost in defeat, In this rap warzone, I’m bringin’ the heat. So recognize the realness, bow down to the craft, I’m the king with the crown, you’re just here for the laughs, When I drop the mic, ain’t no question who won, This lyrical battle, yo, the champion’s done. Outro So go on, remember the name, feel the pain, Next time you battle, stay in your lane, Cause I’m the rap assassin, here to seal your fate, In this lyrical war, it’s already checkmate.