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You said.. “your subcutaneous membranes have been stained. syphilis.”
Are you a goddamn medical professional or a lyricist?
Yo it’s like an instance of disgorging the contents of the stomach orally or nasally via the digestive tract in order to eject a harmful substance. you’re not as sick as this.
On the web MD ain’t need your diagnostic
For this to make a Monk die agnostic.
“Campaigning with sticks”? you show no resistance.
Don’t show persistence; Miles’ style won’t go the distance.
Hey wait, back to that “campaigning with sticks” shit..
I mean, please.. what made you pick-it?
Yo, bruv, you’re no Munk..
So tough I heard even his prayer wheels got chrome hubs.
I’ll clock him and put Miles in a box. odometer.
I’ve Departed “undercover informants” and rogue officers.
If Miles on the mic, what’s that?
..Rode trippin’.
Nobody’s on board for Miles.
..Ghost shippin’.
To “catch a rat” try sewer side.
..Your own victim.
If it’s Miles and Munk, who they?
..Both bitches.
Yeah but it’s Munk and Slime, so you need to notice..
One’s a deacon posing and the other’s decomposing.
You said “catch a rat: no trap”.. that’s wack shit.
Since you were battling Monk.. ‘no Trappist’.
If Monk fuckin splashes that’s a practiced baptist.
I foreshadowed a couple of straight up points, like, uh, backlit rabbit.
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You wanna etch your name in something....try using a chisel, bitch
Ya subcutaneous membranes have been stained...syphilis
This ridiculous, who this indigent lil faggot tryna flex on
When every nail he ever put in a coffin was a press on
You campaignin' with the sticks, pressing buttons up
My camp aiming with the sticks, leave em pressed, buttoned up
Ya chick ain't tough to fuck, she love to touch, succubus
Rosa Parks, I hit that bitch in her back door, she tried to front the bus
If he thinks he earned a box, then I'll have to dump the dust
Hinges on it creakin', I'll have to buff the rust
A razor thin line of dope, you'll get measured with the caliper
Tryna piss where you rest at, then fit em with the catheter
Fuckin amateur, you'll get Earthed when I Fire, I was birthed from the pyre
When it comes to a DOD, your COD is set to expire
Undercover informant, leave a body dormant with the chest wired
Remember how I said he buttoned up? Now all I gotta do is press fire
Fate written in the stars like the Zodiac Killer
mdmonk remind me of Brillz, composing only wack filler
Tryna throw his weight around like a lonely crack dealer
Clearly the House against you, Matt Lillard flick
Catch a rat, no trap, I'm simply Willard sick
Too Golden with the arches, Reggie Miller pic
You were Samson, no Delilah, up until the pillar tipped
Now he's trapped under the rubble of his own machinations
Livin life under his own duress, fast tracked emancipation
That means when the 16s get too close for the comfort Miles's deservin
Get left with 4 holes in ya chest n back, Michael Irvin
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This guy's style like a faggot party, a maggot in agonizing pain
a silent lame with meningitis man I'm bout to sanatize his brain
you phantasize about valentine and the time you find a dame
while I'm high on caine, laying whitelines whenever I write my name
I'm defying physics, my religions unscientific, cold like cryogenics
with biochemics in my appendix that'll fry you without aesthetics
when I shit all over your face and shoot you more times than diabetics
I'm on a higher level of rap, freestyling while taking a nap
put myself on the map shit, I'm savage, chicks I take em to Paris
cuz I been Making Dollars like Eric and Parrish, I said
when I'm done with your daughter she'll have that typewriter jaw
you won't get a good nights sleep like R Kelly's father in law
but I'm done dropping names, it's disappointing like you cum when you came
so I'll give you that same old message like you lost in a game ...
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Please, someone, anyone....Give Dr. Seuss a noose - so he can hang himself
Or bang those cans in the alleyway, Krylon got'em cornered cuz that's how he paint himself
The lines you drop are flat, attribute that to a strain in health
David Carradine, all you need's a title to asphyxiate yourself
You prob livin in a two tone group home, pretending to be a new clone
Struggling to escape the system, but fail to find a loop hole
You Lion to the people, Dogg, once again refusin to play ya true role
In the age of Pisces, I'm down to give this fish a new soul
Rocky claim he fifty n 0, motherfucker must think he Mayweather
Shove a broken piston through leaky oil pans, that's how we exchange pressure
Squad got em locked up, red dots, turn the whole gang leper
Cuz they keep tryna school me, but I can't sit still for another lame lecture
Lemme explain better - I'll have blood creepin through the streets like a Piru block party
When I let the desert eagle rise, knockoff Tom Hardy
I'm only "flirting with Dizaster", gone off that Molly - you got Bodied
The hatchet leavin bigger holes in ya body than the biography of John Gotti
So you're pyroclastic, eh faggot? That's a bit of a stretch for a fascist
Thought it was a meet and greet with fans, that's why he brought the ratchet
See the flow lava, I'm no author, but my quill over papyrus got the itis
If I exert these bars over heads, I'll blot the sun for Leonidas
300 of your strongest allies can't compete with the Ooze son
You bout to overboil, so I'll flip the switch like the foods done
Either the .380 or the .45, I got the caliber so choose one
This Chinese checkers, you amateurs still ain't got the balls to move none
I'm known for bringin fire to the people, it ain't takin the wrong context
Not the type to be chained to Rock, or have a God complex
The way I'll cave chests with heavy words, got these cons vexxed
Slow leaks'll have blood seize up, like they reppin the wrong set
You seem delirious, kid, why so serious?
I came to end the streak, like vaccines for diphtheria
I'm known to make em sick off the beef, like calve listeria
Cuz I'm way more King than Kurbz, all I lack is periods
I aint out to call you pussy, but you seem the squeamish sort
My aura alone sets flesh ablaze, Phoenix Force
We ain't even gotta show you how to choke, bulimics course
In other words....
Don't be so full of yourself....
Now we're even, sport.
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Most came and went, you stayed the length and only gained regrets.
Yo I’ve been a “major threat” since GTA missions were pager texts.
Rock star, your “Tommy Vercetti” line was quite shitty.
You’re a fake version of Miami like Vice City.
Uh, you “spit a Roo” and got a shit review.
What accent’s that? you in Peru?
His violent rights like “violet light” coz from the plot’s projection
The top perception is he’s ‘on the spectrum’.
Your style’s got “a mime”s appeal..
They ain’t the type to feel but you’re still acting like the lines are real.
You called me “a mime”, and since I’m polite
I can act like you put me in a box if you like?
Oh it’s your birthday? think you’re gifted right? hardly.
You’ll get jumped in the dark, no big surprise party.
This asshole getting washed, but happy b-day.
Asshole.. washed.. happy bidet.. catch the replay?
You’re quick to reply but you lack the strength and natural sense to plan defence.
We made giant breakthroughs from our “fighting debut” to Magg and Gren when the battle ends.
Nah if the suspense alone ain’t fatal..
Could leave Rocky bodied with one touch like greyscale.
Yo if my “pen dried” I’d etch lines on your pets’ hides.
Writing in blood so you know they’ll get red, right?
I said I’d etch lines, so you know it’s deep writing.
If my “pen dried” I’d.. just shrug and keep typing.
I’m clearly not using a pen you damn idiot.
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Yo Virbius, Vibrius
That was a close miss
Your pen is dried up like fibrosis
You're just scaring the paper
This sparring is for your favor
I Got the green
If you hit the L you end G
I'm no light, wait
I be glowing violet
At last you will see
You are not tight an I'm a reality check
M.Bison, a major threat
You can throw hands?
I made my fighting debut
In a street fight or 2
What about you?
You’re Still yet to spit a Roo
So much for these pages of talk
You’re a mime
Hand gestures
The cousin of Spock,
What up ock?
Why you feeling so cocky?
Ran from your home,
When it became the land of the Akhi
You caught me on the wrong day
It’s Friday the 13th
My fucking birthday
Going crazy with the machete
Like I'm Tommy Vercetti
Blood everywhere
You get me?
Seen seen seen
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What’s on? I rock sessions like Brock’s weapons.
Call this G-ology.. I’mma teach Rock lessons.
You seem to think you’re Eminem when you start to rap..
I’m amped like “The Who”..? you got Marshall’s tact.
Amped.. The Who.. Marshall stacked..
that’s crazy.
He only mentioned that band coz he knew..
I just changed the drum on my Tommy; no Keith Moon.
Your scheme blew.. mostly blew, like a ship’s map.
I’mma get my point across to Rock like a pickaxe.
That’s a bait name Rocky, why did you pick that?
No gold in Rock but I’ll crush him and sift that.
I swear down bruv, you’re the worst lyricist.
It’s safe to build on Rock like the third little pig.
Coz I raised from firm foundations; Rock’s under me.
Said your “pen brings a wind” but that wind brings fucking tumbleweed.
I feel like a god amongst rappers and writers..
Hold up Rock, I’m like Atlas the titan.
For real though Rocky, I’m achieving mythic stuff..
Rock ain’t going nowhere with his sissy-fuss.
Yo, I kinda liked how you rhymed “Liu Kang” with “Roo Gang”.
..You’re Princess Kitana and they’re your two fans.
Ooh, damn.
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First off don't take my amusement of what you came up with
With you being some domino of my suffrage
Throw that stuff in the fridge before it gets rotten
You’re talking like an old head with the face of a bot an
To say the least it's a contradiction
Like James wearing the golden fleece in the Mediterranean,
This meta virus don't know what terrain he in
You said it yourself you moved to my land
Now, who wants to be like The Who?
It's a teenage wasteland, who knew?
Take your life by what’s resting in my waistband
It doesn't matter man if you’re red or blue
I got bored with the 3rd dimension so I mixed the red and blue
Turned into a one eye purple people eater(e-ta)
You’re looking for cheap inns like you’re browsing La Quinta
Your woman looks quite Bonita moaning in the back seatah
See what I mean ah?
She passed me a note, for me to be behind the mill to meet her
Didn't even need a meal to feed her before filming the feature(ah)
She made me feel like God cumming Desde Arriba
I guess the UK education system is on par with Tennessee
You should have said Alternating currently like tesla's legacy
You keep talking about what I used to be
Kind of sounds like you looked up to me
Just know when you look up at the spire it’s me
Living in luxury, looking down on you
Like all the others you aspire to be, damn that was mean
Never meet your heroes kid
Cheer up, here’s a churro sid
That line "it’s Drego because I say so "
In no reality, will that ever be Fuego
Can't forget to mention, neglected and spurned of attention...
It’s been a week, that must have been some intervention
Way to cash out old head, already go through your pension?
The movement of this pen brings a wind
That leaves a permanent indentation in your left shin
(that last line was not said with any corny forced aggression)
Not sure why you need to go at the roo gang
When you could join and punch with fatal fire like this Liu Kang
To you, i feel like Shang Tsung
So I'm channeling RAW energy
It ain't no fun if the homies don't post one
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“Encased in rock”.. this the Mithras of syntax,
So just cut the bull.. um.. oh yeah, we did that.
How about..
Yo, he’s called Rocky..
And if I cut this square then he’d probably block me.
No, no.. I’mma start over.
Yeah you can change your name to the one that I chose you;
I’m glad you adapt to the fact that I own you.
Psst.. good boy Ragnarocky.
Bitch’ll do what I say straight away like a battered doggy.
No you don’t roll with a “paw fist” homey.
You only roll with, like, four pissed homeys.
Yo, you said you flow like Frank Ocean and your mind’s disciplined like Karate Adult’s. or something.
Roundhouse.
You said I act saucy.. why would you do that?
Oh coz you wanna be down with the roux gang.
Neglected and spurned of attention deserved?
I’ll put Rock in his place and that’s left in the dirt.
He said.. all that stuff that he said in his verse.
But I already left him dead in the first..
And he’s Rocky; his sequels get progressively worse.
He said all that stuff that he said in his verse..
I respected his work as eclectic at first..
Now I’m suspecting he’s rejected selecting the words..
Neglecting to search, just chucks some random texts in an urn,
Whatever he gets is confirmed and expected to work.
Oh and as far as “electric”s concerned his style’s alternating currently like Tesla’s returned.
And yo it’s “Harvey Dent” how he accepted the burn with a half of his former perspective preserved.
And yo it’s “Harvey Dent” how once he served Justice,
But then he got badly burnt and thought ‘fuck it’.
“I ain’t talking about law and the right to an attorney”
When I say if you’re served by Justice you ain’t worthy.
Said that most don’t notice when you come buzzing?
..Means you’re just bugging.
“Speaking of electricity” I’ll follow your lead and unplug it;
Means I’d empty your vaults when you’re done running.
Shit’s “refined metal”, the way that you’re ore-struck.
Plus I heard that you steel; your work’s forged bruv.
You were like.. “Actually I think you’ll find it’s Drago not Drego”..
Nah I think you’ll find it’s Drego if I say so.
Oh and I think it’s ‘Gendry’ not “Gentry”, but hey ho.
Wait yo.. if you’re like Gendry I’d have thought you’d forge harder bars.
Plus I’m more than “two faced” coz my stance advanced as Arya Stark’s.
I checked out how his rhyme’s assembled..
Turns out Rocky’s quite the rebel..
Just thinks of the first thing that it might resemble,
And then writes the line straight away despite the level.
Said “an Olympian wouldn’t be wise to meddle”,
But it’s Paralympic shit how it’s described as ‘special’.
I already said you’re not Tay Roc or Aesop.. but it’s way worse..
“About to break from these chains”? think you’re Aye Virb or Greyworm?
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Originally posted by Virbius View PostSince Brillz thinks his standard’s godly,
Catch a body, Ragnarocky.
You get fucked up every time, same as “Zod”s plans.
Ragnarocky.. I mean, god damn.
Wait, this ain’t Rocky. shit’s more like Cop Land.
Still sly but you tried serving Justice and botched that.
There’s probably more I could write about Cop Land.
But I ain’t even seen it, I just read the box fam.
Yo, anyone know of a plot strand that..
Whatever.
Understand..
If I missed a tea break, turning Clubber Lang.
Rocky.. when you hear Dre-go on a beat you feel fearful.
And when they question your creed you’re real tearful.
Rocky gon get him that Apollo treatment.
No that ain't a reference to the boxing sequence.
Not a setup for some pun about Rock-it’s and rockets even.
It’s god tier like Apollo weeping over prophets leaving..?
That’ll do.
Guy can’t decide if he wants to be Tay Roc or Aesop.
Oh he’s setting up for a punch.. nope, that was way off.
His poetic flow’s getting.. hm. no. it ain’t got.
This shit isn’t hard Rock, your whole state’s soft.
And I ain’t give a fuck where you claim on or came from.
Get that Apollo treatment since you think you Tay*cough*
That’s “beyond light”.
Feeling kinda ingenious battling these idiots..
I swear Rocky used to be hotter; he igneous.
“Too serious”.. no properties of comedy..
What happened to the Rocky who wrote ‘bone colony economy’?
Real talk i’m on the verge of changing my name to RagnarRocky
That shit got me even
i’m laughing at em’, God explaining his emotions in the garden of Eden
What i speak is never treasonous
Though we got the trees with us
The flow be too robust
An arboreal devil
Born with horns scorned from culmination
Encased in rock, a fallen angel with these sins i rot
About to break from these chains i got
Don't mind me i just changed the plot
About to turn on the ones that turned me
I ain't talking about the law and the right to an attorney
For the most part this shit don't concern me
By the way bro it’s drago not drego
i know it’s a hair to split
But The fire spit is like Ra from his chariot
On the merit it doesn't like misplaced frequencies
Damn that sounds way too prep
I might become Roc or Aesop but never Apep
Mind disciplined like a martial artist
Though i don't strike with a Paw fist
You said i was “beyond light”
I guess i’m stuck in the field of the electromagnetic
I’m just waving as i pass by
Im buzzin, but most don't notice
Keep an ear out, i flow like the ocean
I'm mildly iridescent, pledge your devotion
I’ll leave your ear with a silver dollar dent
For acting 2 faced you Harvey
Drag your body to the Mojave
For trying to divide us like you Mugabe
For acting saucy here's a Sarsaparilla
Go and warn Tokyo, this boy Godzilla
No one’s illa, not in their worst nightmare
…………....Well maybe ILLA
I’m charging up from the energy in my spine
Reppin 47 harmony of the 33, look what it's done for me
In other words i got doves in my company
I’m just speaking electricity, conductive like a penny
About to transfer wirelessly before this millennium turns half a century
Appearances can be deceiving
Roman Centurion stationed as a Sentry
receiving this bar wrath he on
I'm a Hammer head you can call me Gentry
Should have left me
but the pot had to speak about the kettle
I was rocky now i'm turning into refined metal
An Olympian wouldn't be wise to meddle
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Since Brillz thinks his standard’s godly,
Catch a body, Ragnarocky.
You get fucked up every time, same as “Zod”s plans.
Ragnarocky.. I mean, god damn.
Wait, this ain’t Rocky. shit’s more like Cop Land.
Still sly but you tried serving Justice and botched that.
There’s probably more I could write about Cop Land.
But I ain’t even seen it, I just read the box fam.
Yo, anyone know of a plot strand that..
Whatever.
Understand..
If I missed a tea break, turning Clubber Lang.
Rocky.. when you hear Dre-go on a beat you feel fearful.
And when they question your creed you’re real tearful.
Rocky gon get him that Apollo treatment.
No that ain't a reference to the boxing sequence.
Not a setup for some pun about Rock-it’s and rockets even.
It’s god tier like Apollo weeping over prophets leaving..?
That’ll do.
Guy can’t decide if he wants to be Tay Roc or Aesop.
Oh he’s setting up for a punch.. nope, that was way off.
His poetic flow’s getting.. hm. no. it ain’t got.
This shit isn’t hard Rock, your whole state’s soft.
And I ain’t give a fuck where you claim on or came from.
Get that Apollo treatment since you think you Tay*cough*
That’s “beyond light”.
Feeling kinda ingenious battling these idiots..
I swear Rocky used to be hotter; he igneous.
“Too serious”.. no properties of comedy..
What happened to the Rocky who wrote ‘bone colony economy’?
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Originally posted by mrbrillz View Post
All 1st verse...
I'm lurking bruh//
I'll murk ya bruh//
let u see ya merkaba//
I'm not ya average person bruh//
I'm beyond u humans/
I'm moving//
maneuvering//
eat ya food like it's Hunan//
who crip//
U bitch//
How u gangbanging wit Disney bars//
that shit is odd//
seem like some kind of fraud//
oh my god//
I am god//
Praise me bitch //
Before I blaze the 5th /
and graze ya ribs//
I'll crack rock like a crack head//
spray the makk lead//
Leave u flat dead//
back to the bakery cuz I stack bread//
I'll SMACK ya KOTD flowin ass//
DON'T FLOP or get popped like u full of gas//
in the BULLPEN u let some dude feel ya ass//
in THE TRAP, WE GO HARD be//
fonto wrapped around broccoli /
ya bitch fond of me//
but u blind to me//
I'm probably //
the anomaly//
possibly//
I'm a problem u not solving me....
all 1st verse ....
It’s a mer-kah-bah
Not kah-bruh
Ba BA black sheep
Going 7 mph thinking you’re moving at light speed
beep beep this is ludacris, move it miss
I'm even playing star shooting this Tommy, boy
why act coy ? I got more metal than
like half a million brake pads
Let them all rejoice
We’re all Hue men, caught up in the spectrum
Tell me how you are beyond light ?
While still being of energy ?
No need for an oracle to realize that was rhetorical
Oh i forgot, you’re a God
You must have, manifested your self
With a lack of brain power and wealth...
You’re a fake God like General Zod
This radioactive rock will expose this fraud
“Im beyond Humans!”, way to spit in the wind
Of everything that was sacrificed to even let you begin
Living mimicking those that came before while claim to be better than
If it’s Disney bars you remind me of pepper Ann
In other words you’re your biggest fan
You’re more lost than Gilligan
While I’m one in a million
…i couldn't resist
You take yourself too serious
I'm the joker with the knife to your face half delirious
The feeling in the air is quite mysterious
You can feel the tension
From one finger extension
Your soul can leave this dimension
…...Just thought that was important to mention
Talking like a lost one with a lux Avi
Might as well light an m80 in your eye
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