77. "RE: Round 1: Spontaneous vs. Mag30" In response to In response to 8
breakin outta this cage armed ready with razor blades the fists sting within the pain with a venomous way brace yourself as swung straight at ya face like spiked mace i come back an baste the place with verbal bullet sprays like a dragoon gold tooth I prose in shows while insane sixten bars lock chain shattered in light the most profain genocide, snappin off veins holdin thick he trips mains of lion untamed ripped raft ready to battle for fame this shits my game, powered by my disdain of all for pain rappers burnin off in acid rain, go home, fold crains before hiroshima blows off my mic leave ya dazed they never before felt script, many roads descripts and lanes blow arms the limbs off in an array on top of my game i stay locked in border leave the morning to blaze we chatter back clips as blood splatters viciously untame this shits post mortem i leave ya moribund ya so lush son, okay?