Momentous Literature

Ayo, my mind lost, I keep killing 'til my times up
Spit hellfire, blood spilling but I’ll rise up…
Above motherfuckers talking with they lies stuck
Punch 'em in they face 'till they jaws wired shut
The gruesome cruelty, explicit form of artistry
Still tryna keep control of my inner monstrosity
Obsolete MC’s thinking they possibly stopping me
Because they thought patterns functions illogically
According to they flow biting mockery
Stupid motherfuckers bragging 'bout it like an armed robbery
More like test subjects in a specific category
Abominations from they genetic properties
Flawed philosophies, I’m negative indefinite
However linguistically beautiful speaking excellence
Live recorded testament, sub-conscious intelligence
Suppressing my memories, but it won’t stop my temperament
Active aggression, still spitting precise
Decrypting my lines, only for intricate minds
Side-effects cause listeners to rip out they eyes
Screaming in blindness 'til they wither and die
Kicking rhymes so dominant to spread more ominous
Bars with more depth than the word bottomless
Attack me? I’m thick skin like a rhinoceros
Remember there is no action without a consequence
These days I prefer to stay anonymous
Get too close then you both turn to opposites
Gifts a knowledge I sing I bring No Scholarships
Great significance to the unfinished Obelisk
Dimethyltryptamine I walk with the God’s again
Die A Legend trick or treat, Halloween with the Goddesses
Eleven misery bring the cavalry to my consciousness
No weapon, visibility twenty-twenty obvious
Came in this game while ya’ll bitches just bought ya scripts
Ain’t talking 'bout medicine, talking about a sloppy fix
Canada you snitchin, get up out my residence
Maple syrup gwop for all of my damn bredjins then
Feel hype from the stage when the instrumental land
Needle jammed in his arm there goes the medicine
Put down the pipe make a life, make a better man
Steel Stripes, what’s up? now we in the ghetto man
Never been a middleman, always got the metal in hand
Took a stand when I started this rap shit
The madness, break dancing stuck on one axis
Neva understand this, take it from Adam
I’m the Sticky bandit, I’m robbing your mansion
No satisfaction I brang the pump action
Almost Christmas Eve and I’m the dead man on Campus
Ritualistic I’m sick with this shit like Manson