2008-10-01

I'm the perilous rhymer
My mind designed the schematics
To smash all you fags off the cypher

The archaic writer a tiger
With claws so sharp I tear apart any writer
Ignite my lines with the cyanide my pen drips
Entice a page until the flame is what my fucking tongue spits

My lungs' mixing nitric acids I pass it
Toxin so noxious you're on the floor of the club coughing
Collapsed in a ball til you're unconcious
My hand on your whore's ass laughing
Bam I slap all you whack kids that think I actually care about your rapping

The master will crack you duke
You lose consumed by the fumes of the motherfucking Buddhist
Rhymer the wisest my enilightenment is priceless
To all you whack fucks who just keep on trying
To spit sick shit please you're fucking useless
You wouldn't be sick holding doctor's excuses

Ruthless remorseless my lines I fence in
Cuz every time I write my pen burns a sentence
Check it you panic my battle stances
Letting me catch more rap than avalanches
The masters will gather to hear us
The earth's crust ripples at every mic I clutch
So trust in your instincts your author was garbage
And who the fuck said you were dope when you started
Cuz you're about as dope as a sentence for detox patients
Or even protesters that are so anti-drug it's obnoxious
I've lost it I'll leave you laying dead inside a coffin

Leave you laying dead inside a coffin

Yo it's He whom speaks in Mayan dialect the high exalted
The wisest sorceror holding staff like assaulted
You're hopeless pay your respects to the crown
With the profound sound the ground
Shakes when I come through the few that actually know me
Know I don't take for granted anything I'm holding
You don't know me you don't know of the being that
Resides in my mind and hides behind my eyes thinking
Devising the finest primal thoughts I've been taught
The ways of the grandmasters that haunt their own successors

2008-10-01

My life

Fatal Wisdom - Full Plate Armor