[JESODIST]

My Raps Ill with Mad Skill make you Stand Still like you got dosed on some Damn Pills,
Trynna go up against my rap is like plastic hands trynna Crack Steel,
or likethe family sitting together on their Last Meal, you got as much shock as a Small Eel,
While we generate heat thats a Thousand times the Sun's Core,
If you aint satisfied the Come for More and read the verses that leave your Soul Torn,
From the fiery Coal Born, all the relatives that you So Mourn will be revived in an Instant,
Going through Life so Persistant, these Rhymes are Resistant at any Degree or Level,
make it hot like being on the Scene with the Devil, we drop boulders what you Spit is a Pebble,
that gets smashed in contact with the real Heavyweight, on the Field we Meditate when we Preach to your Delegate,
making your Spirit Levitate into the heights of the Unseen Cathedral,
we fly on the Field like Eagles throwing punches that hit your Skin like Needles,
Forefathers of the Hellish and Doomed Generation, Architecting the Devilish and Obscure Federation,
Disputing remedies and Litigations of New Interpolations,Their methods are Pure Intimidation,
Keep reading and become a Victim of their Impure Imagination, Altering the mind body and soul for Persuing Limitions,
Feeding the jury information that is Inconclusive to the Nation,
Genetically Engineered their siblings are are Dope in the Game, Visibly Smoking Jane, Discretely selling Coke in the Lane,
Got their parent trippin and Going Insane, Supernatural spirit so bright and Soring in Plains,
With an Eyesight like owls consuming all their Bloody Remains, In battle rap sequels I am like Conan with Blades,
Mangle your cap Unmolding your Face, My loyalty can be Proven in Haste,
I know bout the money now just Show me the Case, Judged falsely for the secretive Code we Embrace,
Wiccans who have a use for everything nothing is Going to Waste, We can miraculously ovefturn a Hopeless Disgrace,
There is no telling what we can do with a Pair of Ratchets,Dissassemble your base with the first Wave of Rockets,
Then apply flames to the masses laying in Graves and Caskets, We sell foods that will slowly Break your Sockets,
The slyest keep these Apes in Closets,
Meeting with the highest to Erase your Assets flowing illegally like we Breaking Faucets,
Hear and Plays and Sonnets Angels with bodies covered in Greyish Bonnets,
That fall from the blazing heaven like a Hail of Comets,
You are Way too Spastic we got a team that will clear all your Remains and Wash It,
minutes after leaving the Battlefield, when you see we just Scramble and Yield Out of the Way,
These words so toxic causing your Mouth to Decay, pounding on you on the Ground where you Lay,
like overgrown adults you Know we Don't Play, your lines soft like some wet Mud or Some Clay,
on this game you just a Dud Astray, a colorful picture that Turnt to Grey,
We immediately reject every Word you Say, Before the war we have all been Known to Pray,
but only some Prayers be Answered, the Players we Mastered have you in Layers all Plastered,
about to revive from the Fire like Fenix, the only thing i need is me to Inspire the Remix,
That includes multiple Possessive Spirits, with Aggressive Lyrics that are not into Obsessive Gimmicks,
They have a higher winning percentage like Repetitive Tickets, reaching new heights when we Reject the Limits,
jumping over you like Deceptive Crickets smashing your Repetitive Lines,
We Endlessely Colonize in Minds Baptizing Mimes that helplessly Occupy the Grimes
Of the streets Commiting Horrifying Crimes On these Jeopardizing Times moving forward Hybridizing Kinds...