I’m the lone hunter
Tally mark bunches
Piles of mobs fill my vials essential
Victorian era
Rocking gothic apparel
I stay Gloomy in my mood throwing melancholy carols
Keeping these beast at bay
Feasting on the weak dismay
Sweating bullets as I creep through your streets try to dodge the parade
Ain’t no camouflage from my barrage of rays
Bomb the hall of fame
You got guts to spill your innards but you’ll fall the same
I’m calling fake
It’s all a charade
glimmer is feint
Close my window lids
Then I strobe like a candle wick
Globe at my fingertips
Soul drip in increments
Flowing like a rivulet
Synchronized Vibes
Got me higher than Stimulant
Practice these rituals
Wonder with my syndicate
Wandering the desert I stay
Looking for my residence
Maxed attributes
With these capsules down the chute
Endless caption for the toons
I’m stash it like the loot aye
Perching like a hoot
Watching passerbys scoot
See’em Clenching at their brothers
Sink’em down with them too
Snapping at my tail feathers
Eat my end trails
Fungi my alumni inside my intel
Just a on looker
Observing the lost goober
Woke up from a stupor
And killed my intruder
Rebooted my com puter
Mystic wicked the way I kick it I rip it spit it cold rover across these frozen dead tundras earth mover colossus’s befriended nephilim giants a rebel devil renegade under dog underground clapping kidnapping these beats the passion exactly fueling feeding the fire desire of dreams obtaining touching and tasting the vision expelling exercising the lyrical frame always in the mix but never could maintain dropping all that dap heavyweight rap benching all of that fire fury from the Guddy gut desire like nothing else for it not ever flow ever never lacking im cracking and pushing these packs got u jumping with jitters a muddy water pot hole aficionado fully flexing there and back elastic magical monumental ballsy and booming these golden moments
Bitch I’m ash catch’em with my hat backwards
Fuck the tall grass I expand pastures
Nothing at my back but some mad rappers
These sad bastards fill my Pokédex
Boy where ya focus at?
I’m on attack
Fold ‘em fast
Solar flare
Scorched earth
Hold ‘em there
NOpulse got that thick skin like fuckin polar bears
No opponent
Only gory moments
Own the whole affair
Yaya the prophet
C-dubs
Aint a colder pair
At attention your souls ascension is imminent
Muhfuckas are swearing they ready so come and get it then
Lil rapper’s beggin for bars till I imprisoned them
Dug yourself one hell of a grave cuz you ain’t listening
Born ready for war, they call me ironhide
Fat chance running away, these eyes are iron sights
The fuckin roar that I’m flexing can break a lions pride
Only thing that you can do now?
Bite the cyanide..
