A Prophet runing Through the Fiery Maze with Shrewed Desire and Grace,
On his Concience Embewed and Encased was knowledge of the Entire Human Race,
A Super Ace chanting denmonic hymns while staring at Lucifer's Face,
An Astrologic glimple Inspired by Mutants and Greys,
Mannaging the Place in the Most Diverse and Lucrative Ways,
Smoking Buddha and Haze get lost in the Future for Days,
A Satanical Mage fighting Canibals in a Cage,
Tranced in an Age where the only thing that will keep you Alive is the Rage,
In a Daunting Sage Hunting your troop in play with an Automatic and Gage,
You are stringer of lines filler and grime with the Weakest Rebuttal,
Consider these rhymes a Wreath in your Funeral,
Feel free to Love hate or bare dismissively the Feeling is Mutual,
know I'm great while you going no where like Speeding a Vehicle in Neutral,
Finding light in the Darkest of Memories,
Make your Red Carpet the Cemeteries in Casket with Centipedes,
Rapidlly Blunder and Target their Felonies,
Using psychic powers to Track all Nemesis,
Bringing Lightning and thunder when Attacking the Enemies,
An intellectual genius subliminally Shaping your Mode,
Elevated Dome Filled with Curses Spilling Verses Quaking the Globe,
these bars will be Encarcerating your Soul have you Perforate like Mole,
It doesnt take much skill to Break through your Code,
Your style is like 10 Years Old Dehydrated Mold,
I see you as Dinner in courses Shaking and Cold,
Aim for the Code, I Battle Rap Profound, to the Gods i am Known,
The bars i have thrown will Crack you Crown,
The Savage Bound will have you Dragged Underground,
This Whack ass Clown will only FLap his Tongue when i am not Around,
These classic flows will be Shattering your Flaccid Core,
Your Tactics Bore, you need to Practice More,
Till you are thoughtfull enough to make the Galaxies Fold,
I am so advance to me this Freestyle is Practically Old,
You are like a criminal destroying everything stuck in Anarchy Mode,
Bound by The curse of the Magical Gold,
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