VERSE 1 (AGENIUS)
Pimp hand strong like Bodhisattva
That Palm crazy knock off ya makeup
These underground punches on Leorio now I bet you'll wake up
She gon make it clap like 3rd hand
You couldn't match my hits if you were Meruem
Big fish in a small pond
My killing skill is on ocean level
Butthurt over my praise to yours
While I'm Tryna get on Shizzy level
And beyond that
While y'all envy n look for reasons to hate me
Each cypher, collab, mixtape, list every flaw you can against me
Still They compare my solo shit
To Dirty Diana chords...
& Put my rivals on tracks, they say keep ya enemies close
While y'all maxin relaxin I stack your infractions
Attackin these tracks wit tactics of Assassins
Y'all lackin the passion
Y'all just Jackin to Maxim
Such saddening distractions
No flame you can't match us
Your favorite rapper I Slayed him
Sent out Hisoka to pull yo card
Your favorite rappers my needlemen
Oh but they goin hard sarcastically said
(they go so hard!)
10 of your tracks ain't one of mine y'all look so hopeless
It'd take a cypher from all of y'all just to match a nigga's chorus
IF THAT (hahahaha)
Mad Galaxy the family y'all like oh shit
I stay classy but step on my yard you'll suck a Zoldyk
Assassin bars handing L's to you you wanna-be nerds
You chickens cross the line I got a Canary for you birds
I'll have you buried That's my word
Results may vary when I purge
Such a foul-mouth cuz y'all ain't worth my Vocabulary that's my Curse
Thought it's bad now it's getting worse
Your thot gets turned on by my verse ho
She go down I leave her mouth lookin like birdo's
But I digress, I can win off style alone, witness the aura of a vet
Swimming in bodybags
N I haven't even fought yet
Only show my fans my power cuz it's just
You rappers ain't worthy of seeing my bloodlust
Lyrxo
Pimp hand strong like Bodhisattva
That Palm crazy knock off ya makeup
These underground punches on Leorio now I bet you'll wake up
She gon make it clap like 3rd hand
You couldn't match my hits if you were Meruem
Big fish in a small pond
My killing skill is on ocean level
Butthurt over my praise to yours
While I'm Tryna get on Shizzy level
And beyond that
While y'all envy n look for reasons to hate me
Each cypher, collab, mixtape, list every flaw you can against me
Still They compare my solo shit
To Dirty Diana chords...
& Put my rivals on tracks, they say keep ya enemies close
While y'all maxin relaxin I stack your infractions
Attackin these tracks wit tactics of Assassins
Y'all lackin the passion
Y'all just Jackin to Maxim
Such saddening distractions
No flame you can't match us
Your favorite rapper I Slayed him
Sent out Hisoka to pull yo card
Your favorite rappers my needlemen
Oh but they goin hard sarcastically said
(they go so hard!)
10 of your tracks ain't one of mine y'all look so hopeless
It'd take a cypher from all of y'all just to match a nigga's chorus
IF THAT (hahahaha)
Mad Galaxy the family y'all like oh shit
I stay classy but step on my yard you'll suck a Zoldyk
Assassin bars handing L's to you you wanna-be nerds
You chickens cross the line I got a Canary for you birds
I'll have you buried That's my word
Results may vary when I purge
Such a foul-mouth cuz y'all ain't worth my Vocabulary that's my Curse
Thought it's bad now it's getting worse
Your thot gets turned on by my verse ho
She go down I leave her mouth lookin like birdo's
But I digress, I can win off style alone, witness the aura of a vet
Swimming in bodybags
N I haven't even fought yet
Only show my fans my power cuz it's just
You rappers ain't worthy of seeing my bloodlust
Lyrxo
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