Quote:
Originally Posted by anticipation
Better sheath that blade homie,
Caustic clauses from a nauseous omi
That only spread rust from tang to blade,
Which I then use to slice you into concasse
Yakuza-born, bred with the chefs on the island
Sharper than great alpine faces, foes been wildin’
Figured you know, since you must be Swiss the way your rhymes is neutral
And steady stay idlin’…
Creeping in your jungle, marshalling Prussian mercenaries,
In the past I was described as a monolithic literary,
But unfortunately your apprentice triptychs are universally deemed tertiary
In terms of, delivery and precision, skill or wisdom
While mine showcase elite mathematics combined with prophetic visions
Yet, paradoxically, you feel me despite damage from my razor sharp incisions.
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Who are you? Immortal technique?
Rhyme with some words that people actually speak
Yo girl needs me to provide for her in the sheets
Eat that bitch out like kirby
give her two black eyes, make her look like firby
Rode her more then the kentucky derby
then i make her make me pancakes
before going on my daily rap rampage
Anticaption, you ready for the molestation?
your a little blonde school boy and im the priest of the congregation
so no more hesitation
i want that mouth open now
also give me all your money or ima kill you