fast rap

[Verse 1] I’m lacin’ the track like it’s wired, fired up, I’m a live wire, Rapid-fire bars, igniting like sparklers tossed in a live pyre, Heart like a fighter, hit the beat tighter, cuttin’ through sound like a slicer, I’m takin’ this higher, inspired by flames, breakin’ these chains like a viper. Spin it quicker than a turbine, turn rhymes like a whirlwind, Mind sharp as a serpent, hurtin’ these verses in cursive, Urgent with purpose, I surface, servin’ a flow they can’t purchase, Speed is my service, servin’ ’em lessons in every word I furnish. [Bridge] Now step in my lane, you’ll get left in the dust, Crushin’ percussion, combust when I rush, Guts in the lines, I’m a monster deluxe, They duckin’ and hidin’ from lyrics I thrust. My diction is friction, I’m flickin’ the switch in an instant, No limits, I’m livid, I’m vivid with vision, I pivot, I rip it like ribbons, they shiver, my rhythm’s precision, Mission complete when I spit and I split ’em in seconds, a menace, I’m winnin’. [Verse 2] Heavy artillery, syllables killin’ me, spillin’ artillery, thrillin’ them easily, Fillin’ the beat with ability, willingly drillin’ the skill in me—feel it, I’m lyrically beastly, Speakin’ my piece, I unleash, no leash on the beast, and I feast when I reach on the beat, Bendin’ the meter, exceedin’ my speed, they recede, while I leap, never seein’ defeat. They follow, they swallow, I’m hollowing out any doubts, How I’m toppin’ this mountain, no count of the syllables comin’ out, Louder, prouder, never a coward, hour by hour, I shower, Verses like storms in a cloudburst, watch as I rise and devour. [Chorus] I’m a certified chopper, no topper, They try to catch up, but I’m hotter, Lyrics like shots, I’m a lyrical shotter, Slayin’ these beats like a certified monster. [Verse 3] Speedin’ with torque, cut like a fork, givin’ ‘em more than they asked for, Poundin’ the floor, I’m the source of a force, never remorseful in rap wars, Fast-forward flows, blast past foes, cast shadows, I’m light with the pen, When I ascend, no pretend, I’m the trend they contend with, again and again. Syllables quicker than triple, I ripple and slip in a riddle, Flippin’ the middle syllable, dribble it simple, then switch it like signals, Skills at the pinnacle, clinical, killin’ ‘em swift like a missile, Drivin’ the game to the edge like a cliff, I don’t trip when I spit, I just win, and I’m in it till brittle. [Outro] Breathe in deep, no time for mistakes, I’m keepin’ the pace, no brakes on the chase, Certified chopper, my speed is a blaze, They try to compete? I’m leagues away.