Globe Runners ft. Vividlyvague
 

Ayo,

Sacrifice a pig
your bitch
some kids
before the end of time appears
I'm near
the Antichrist is this
leave every being more than lifeless here
I'll make you question your own existence whilst takin' a knife to wrists
forget ribs strapped with packs of ice after I land some Guile like kick
I'll roundhouse you off of my atlas
rotate your posture all backwards
as you fly from off of the side of it
and get completely lost in the blackness
you shouldn't lie your sick
you couldn't rhyme
as if,
in all honesty if I was you I would rather die than live
I spit the vilest shit,
so vulgar
revoltin'
insultin' or worse
no matter how you fuckin' look at it I'm cold with my words
I'm built like an ox
your the opposite
tryna topple this God is preposterous
I'll fully pole axe you herbs,
y'all a couple billion stone throws from first
if I was to verse you fuckers
I'm strong enough to punch a hole thru the dirt
and stop the rotation of earth's circumference
I'm down for right now,
wrong side 'round
straight up turn your stomach
like the birth of a burden's comin'
insurgents have placed sperm that is cursed inside your babygirl's virgin tummy
burst thru the surface all murderous
purposely erasin' the smirks from dummies
fuck a surgical face lift
I'll completely pulverise yours and leave you permanently faceless
there's no turnin' the tables on me
I run circles 'round squares
you just wish we were reversed in our places
as it's absurd to be where you are
sittin' with all this uncertainty there
whilst observin' the best from afar
I'll bitch slap you from off this worlds curvature
hurtlin' you into where destiny's dark.

I guess you'll fare best in the ark.
assuming your membership,
as this flow dismembers shit with 40 days worth of bars.
Leave you in a haze, dazed, torn apart.
your home razed with only a gaze from this star.
I'm the primordial son, catch that
as the terra forms your terror, the error's born
as scourge of the forever's back.
This theme is forever black.
Think you can fare a wave like you hailing cabs?
I'll palm strike your spinal column out the stack
and into shambles,
each disc split, spit as if I'd never react.
please pretend you hold a candle.
with wit I leave em dripping blood like a wick with the wax.
I throw fits like I'm hurling comets at your residual mass.
the stars align as I belittle you,
a dwarf lit in my path.
But, if it's of any consolation,
You are but a star in a sum of my parts,
I start life with a spark of creation,
You can't outshine the fact that I'm a constellation.
Let the tables revolve.
My sphere of influence dares, do you get involved?
the bars of your single cell is but a molecular cause.
this is a trajectory collision, vehicular slaughter.
I'll turn your goofy clique into murder mystery solvers.
turpentine as your listerine, blissfully I'll snip the barber.
"A little off the top"- the coroner report and my mental recorder.
I'mma make you famous. world renowned.
make me mad and I'll make you minced...
drag your corpse a la Achilles- the world around

Dope shit bro. Thanks for the opportunity.

Anyone...?

This had a real old skool "AIM Cypher" freestyles keystyled up in the reply box feel to it that I liked!

I also enjoyed the whole kinda "broken-down bar" flow to it, not sure if everyone will catch it while reading it in text but the two of you place more emphasis on flow than a lot of text heads do, and I for one dig that.

Loved the permanently faceless line in particular from Exis. Dope.

Vividlyvague went offffffffff with that whole interstellar scheme, I thought that was ill!

I'd have probably used "If it's any constellation" instead of consolation as a malopropism, but I saw you used constellation anyway a little later on. No real reason for it, it just would have amused myself in the middle of the scheme to do that. Lol.

That one stood out too.


Overall you two meshed real nicely, similar styles and whatnot in execution. Very enjoyable read and somewhat of a nostalgic feel to it from my early first days of text.

Keep those pens moving!

i could be wrong, but i get the feeling that this style is somewhat different than what you both usually do.
pretty cool.

my fav part from each stanza (caught my eye/ear):

you shouldn't lie your sick
you couldn't rhyme
as if,
in all honesty if I was you I would rather die than live
I spit the vilest shit,

&

this is a trajectory collision, vehicular slaughter.
I'll turn your goofy clique into murder mystery solvers.

Thanks, & Lars also...appreciated.