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joshua snell – standing victorious lyrics

you can’t win, i’m standing victorious
your just a toddler, i’m a valedictorian
i got a mic you play the sax and accordion
your a peasant, this is attack of the warriors
you’ll be awed if you read my status: notorious
it’s easy for me, for you this task is laborious
upon this mic how can you act so inglorious
for you i am behind every phantasmagorias
you cannot survive the wrath of a scorpion
i taught myself to rap, you had a tutorial
my mind is like a labyrinth warran mixed
with a huge and m-ssive utopian
i left you with a huge axe in your cornea
why do you keep on mashing the story up
you can’t rap, nor even manage as doorkeeper
for you to win you nag on the scorekeeper
battle me ? you’ll return back as a storekeeper
wanna challenge ? i will track your coordinates
and lay a nuke on your mat and it’s forty mins
you’ll move into a shack with some corpses in
“joshua, was that just an accident?” course it is
“what’s with you and adjectives forcing it ?”
say that again and you’ll nap till the morning ends
on my brain in battle ask where the warning is
i’ll begin to start slashing you corny wits
tempt me i’m cracking gl-ss on your fortresses
how about you listen your raps are subordinate
you should be wrapped up with forks and tin
if you show any s-ss you’ll be scotched to crisps
so if you battle me, that’s so unfortunate
“joshua your killing the mic!” actually scorching it
your whole rap isn’t exactly proportionate
bending words like a gymnastic, contortionist
i’m in a different category, i’m back to apportionment
i’ll destroy your clan and a quarry quick
put away your crayon packet your story ends
you’ll lay in your casket post mortem is
kicking in, you p-ssed and you shortly lived
didn’t know that it had to resort to this
another loss are these rappers affording it ?
this whole entire track i am thwarting it
lighting is striking, slashing like thor is ticked
got a verse that goes to kansas, new york again
you don’t wanna fight me, my magic is torturous
your entire style is at rigamortis kid
i’m not the one to challenge in tournaments
try and you’ll no longer be active but moribund
your very low cl-ss and coordinate
my vocabulary is so m-ssive and corpulent
pardon me for my madness and forwardness
your rhymes stink you’ll need a can of deodorant
when i’m in the house, matches are over quick
on this mic it it’s practically over kill
you can’t beat me, tactically sort and mix
it around, who’ll win the answers rhetorical
my verse is longer than stanford to portugal
in this rap game i stand as an oracle
you want a mercedez ? but for you only a two wheeled van is affordable
remember i’m evil, while i’m well mannered, adorable
outside the mic i’m spastic deplorable
61 bars, same rhyme scheme, it’s gigantic, i’ll shorten it ?
heck no, when i write i’m lefthanded, remorselessness
is my forte, i like to read stacks of thesauruses
and i can tell your mind is lacking amorphousness
you will not survive this whole galactic enormous skit
after this you’ll go get a job at nickelodeon
vs me and you will just shatter like ornaments
i’m fully packed you need a bag full of ordinance
better shut your mouth before i make you eat a vat full of sodium
you better back away when you see me stand at the podium
i should be checked into a mad sanatorium
you’ll live in a box i’ll live fancy, luxurious
if my name is called out i go to the lab with the formulas
i’m a real artist we’ve had enough of your rancid performances
it’s time to ignite the flame light the candles and lozenges
beating you up, skinning you while eating apple’s and oranges
i’ll cut your hands off while trying to pay tax and the mortgages
my rhymes will follow you like a tag on a dorsal fin
when in a round i’m the big bad wolf a doberman
behind this mic best know i am tactless and quarrelsome
i’m an artist i make the grandest ole orchestra’s
you tried to do this but your minds as fast as a tortious is
when you crumbled i started yelling “action!” recording it
your label had no balance, support to it
now your stuck with picking up trash you custodian
your skins chapped and it’s sore again
left you begging for cash and you swore revenge
this is when the whole impractical war begins
we met on the floor i started slashing you torn a limb
i knocked you out then had threw you face planted in porcelain
i’m from mars i came to earth landed in oregon
i’ve been locked in my room watching fantasy horror flicks
this is a brand new me i was hatched i was born again
they say “joshua were having some trouble tracking your origin”
you try and you try but you cannot ignore it kid
my brain burns, “why?” cause acid is pouring in
behind the mic you just talk way too much skat here’s cork to fit
i run a slaughter house, but i don’t just slaughter lamb’s and some pork and pigs
i forever am and will be the rap master the lord has sent
in battles i’m always ready but this daggers to tort and thin
so i switched it and upgraded to a hatchet a sword and pin
while you just stood there all r-t-rded holding the snag of a formless stick
on stage in front of everyone in your stomach i stabbed a ginormous kris
wanna stop me you’ll have to go back in the past with delorean
to stop these lines that add this injurious
the crown from your hands i grabbed it with forcefulness
while you sit there doing drugs i’m getting bags of some groceries
i caused nuclear war when i wrote a word i manufacturered plutonium
living inside of this huge ole palace utopia
my flow is cold snowflakes drop i need a straitjacket to warm me up
your mouth is full of so much skat looks like theirs laxatives stored in it
these are real words there is no ad-libs or choruses
i’m sick, you can tell my these lyrics i gag with some nauseousness
every girl is a princess and beautiful i’ll start slapping a chauvinist
mutilate and emcee leave his face hit with a cactus with thorns in it
broke chris brown’s legs so he won’t dance on the floor again
this piggy bank is empty i gotta start putting cash and some fortune in
your disses are soaked up, my mind’s a towel, a rag it’s absorbing it
all of you kids just jump in the bandwagon and go with it
just with this rap you can tell i’m ghastly and horrible
you dumb artists are part of a vanishing ora quick
my head is a rock and around this mic my planet is orbital
i’m a wizard of odd, i’m sitting playing baccarat scoring big
upon this mic i got accurate swordsmanship
thought i was your pal ? till i distracted and lorned you kid
i’m a contradiction like someone who’s bashful, vainglorious
i’m the real deal y’all are just antiques with h–riness
why are you critics acting so captious, censorious
i’m primed to make you blackout i’m morpheus
inside my mind it’s kinda like a fantastic triforium
i’m beyond human my rank is amb-ssadorial
my lyrics made you die, i’ll crack a joke after the mourning quits
upon this microphone i’m about to start napping you dorks again
this is my stage you don’t wanna start to act territorial
i’m a wizard with words, i’m the britannica sorceress
i’m a shark you emcees are just a b-ss and tempura dish
on this microphone i am unleashing i’m blasting with torrid hits
i’m going slow like i am hijacking a forklift quick
i can’t help it i’m always yapping a sordid quip
i murdered this rap your cashing a warrant in
i’ll abase you till your partners hate you, and your stranded an orphaned twit
your just trash and some the waste, this data’s informative
from this entire earth you might as dash for deportment ditz
you can’t deny that i’m spitting so waggish, uproarious
i can’t honestly say i’m taking a bad metamorphosis
i wanna freestyle in private there’s a room in the back but the doors unhinged
i’m charging at you with spikes like mad stegosauruses
i’m rude and blatant your tracks are g-y and dazzling with gorgeousness
in this lyrical madness and scrabble i’m more equipt
upon this mic i leave you baffled, disorient

- joshua snell lyrics

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