Intergalactic Skills
Intergalactic Skills This goes out to those who cop my flows Cause I be blowing like optimos In an endeavor, there's never ever been a clever or better competitor that's fully got it together Tell a friend this veteran is better than every American clear from over here to the Netherlands or any settlements where there are men. It really doesn't ever end Been calm as I ever been. It's clear as Claritin: got men hobblin' along with severed limbs. I'm so malevolent flying heads like a pelican I been blamed ever since for embarrassing every garrison and for them perishing. You cherished them, but won't see them ever again cause they're with Cherubims The cautious still get ate up like sausage and sink in the water like warships. Even the dead know who the boss is And as long as I'm in office, all unfortunate corpses will pile up in orchards and stadiums until exhausted. Then gymnasiums and all sources that my cranium in the process endorses Forces that be cannot contain what's inside my brain. Fortunately, the Hip hop inside my veins drip on heads like rain Should I go further cause that would be close to murder like cutting the hardwire to a server? So instead of being a berserker, perhaps I should just keep feeding you Gerber Ah goo goo goo ga ga. Open wide! I'm about to stick some dope inside. I'll feed you sleeping pills and sew open your eyes. Seriously, all jokes aside I concoct a mixture that will twist your cabbage. I'm not Mr. Average. I inflict a savage onslaught. Is it all talk? Naw, it's walk. Plus I got more bulk than the Incredible Hulk. I take fault for this assault. Or do I? By the way I have an alter ego, he's blue - eyed and he's driven by the cult of evil. I'm just kiddin'. It's still best that you watch how you livin'. You shouldn't be spitting against a ninja skilled in the arts of the forbidden Splash splash, I was talking a bath. All about a Saturday night. I try to negotiate peace with others on Rap Fame, but you said you would rather they fight Then don't be offended when careers are ended, my reign of terror extended and workers at morgues expended and long winded I sweep systems like Necromongers, Rappers think I'm Jeffrey Dahmer cause I ravage them like piranha Intergalactic skills, more on point than a cactus quill, attracted to taxless bills. My tongue is an axe, look at the tracks it's killed. I'll keep the Earth one - third off its axis til I want to relax and just chill
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