#WavyTraxz #TrippyTraxz #LyrikalJuggernauts #LyricalPantheon #PastTime #2020 #FuckMumbleRap #Lyricism Its past time, advancing my timeline. Been on the front lines, it's high time yall opened up yo eyes. Quit denying I got the skill set to be highflying. Terrifying, like freddy in yo mind cuz yall been sleeping like narcolepsy. John Gotti, the don reigning supreme. The stuff of dreams, steered towards a nightmare if you compare me to anybody else I'll start flaming like open pit barbecues. These rappers are old news, dont confuse me for any of these pussies. Rapping about money and drugs like that's lyrics. Body em, then soul trap they spirit. Its apparent, whose coming in the game like a wrecking ball no miley cyrus. I'm defanging the irrelevance with a pair of pliars. Pushed my way out the mud and through the briars. Cut the tongues off the liars, came out my lair and this is what I find?! The culture in a state of suicide, serosis of the liver from all the syrup you dabble in. Saying its medicine, but you can't even put together a coherent sentance. Correction, Gucci gang is not a sentance. That's repetition, I'm mix and matching. Yuh im match and mixing. Correction I'm like the handyman fixing shit. The flows in switching, tag in then tap out. The talent is missing. Wake up this some talent ya missing. This the eviction to every mumble hack that think they can rap, that's the mission. Just pack up, and clear ya studio out. This the kinda heat that'll leave scortch marks on ya headphone. If ya talking to me ya better be checking your tone. If you left me alone, when I blow dont be hitting my phone fuck around and catch the dial tone like a fever and a runny nose. Round and round we go, till ya overdose and these bars and end up comatose. Y'all do the most, I'm kicking like Hong Kong fuey and stuffing some dro in cones. Inhale the smoke, blow it in the ozone. I'm searching for an equal like nemo. Yall keep forgetting like dorey listening to yo shit it got me snoring. Awfully boring. But hey, that's mainstream. Snakes handing out hugs, playing like they on the same team. Coat tailing up on my dreams? I dont think so. Me is me amigo, keep a tight circle and a tight rein on your ego. What does he know?! When I grip the mic, that shit is lethal. It's like I'm tucking a deagle. I hope I'm not pushing yo buttons like a cheatcode. Haha, psyc.. for real tho I dont wanna trigger you. I highly value the opinion of fools, that's sarcasm. I'll toss you in a casym, then watch ya body bounce like the club on a tuesday. Get the words moving like MJ. Kill ya like Epstein then beat the case like OJ. Kairos sensai, notice me senpai. Buenos noches. I ain't giving out slices, best bake your own pie. This music is where I reside, kick up these waves with a choppy flow like high tide. No lie, this profession is mine no question. Been learning these lessons, a battle against regression. Forward progression is a mental state that's easy to emulate when you're fueled by hate so bring it on. This a peace of cake, a masterpiece is what I make. My sanity is what's at stake. Jasper been a ghost like a wraith, ain't nobody safe from the paranormal activity that's hitting its highest proximity. Oops I meant peramiters aspirations drive me like an uber does. Leave the pad soaked in blood, seeping into the fabrics like mud. Go on and chew these bars like cud. Feel the bass hit in the trunk, from the back to the front lemme show you what the fuck is up. Release my rage like devil jin or lu kang. Hit the clock then hit the booth that's the routine of a real man persueing his dreams. We the underrated prodigies, lyrical Pantheon. Ain't no immatating.