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ldniso - marathon lyrics

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[verse]
flow relentless endless as soon as i make my entrance
my lead a stairway to heaven, it’s vengeance, airways severed
sweet words to these diabetics, force+feed my poetics
a phonetic epidemic horror sets in floor is redden
armageddon call the medics
’cause your veneer of confidence, i’m strippin’ it back
you being crowned, king? yeah i’m calling out that cap
’cause your music all rotten, no wonder you gettin’ plaquеs
and the truth hurts
ain’t even been tеn but you’ve already decayed
its a shame, we know the drill, it’s overplayed
welcome overstayed
most would say
this is pointless hate
but when you at the top of the game
making claims you’re one of the greats
when your lyrics – lame
lacking wordplay
that’s the only time you drill – you’re a bore
bacon sizzling, call it reaping a soul
spotlight hog dead, i’m takin’ the throne
i know music choice is each to their own
but y’know at this point there’s no one even close
so whine about how your back to the ropes
or sharpen the raps that you wrote
and you might actually pose
a problem tho’
’cause we can run it if you want it
jog your memory so you never mess with me
no motion you’re sedentary
i’m legendary dead enemies to cemeteries readily
pen weaponry
you must be in high school
you come up secondary
’cause you ain’t central, see?
and neither he
days numbered, check the calendar
should’ve count on dracula, attackin’ ya
vernacular, gargantuan, immaculate (immaculate)
and being honest everyone sleepin’ on me
off that promethazine combined with codeine
as you get a piece of me your head start to lean
’cause i tower over mcs, lyrically
evidently, bars are evergreen
wouldn’t f with me preferably
so even with your pockets full you’re still lacking sense
i’m the opposite, penny wise with plenty rhymes
no wait, penny wise, plenty rhymes only way we alike
on the mic is – (what?) – you’re a clown – (haha) – and i’m it
so y’know i’m tagging toes of any foe opposed (why?)
’cause they’re faux
c+ckin’ back reload
pen filled with rage as it penetrates your membrane
seven ways when i take aim and let it rain
but i keep the iron tucked
i don’t wanna press the issue
put you in a magazine
unofficial, full spread, bullet riddled
i’m fickle ain’t no whistle when the missiles start to hit you
your skin sizzle then it fizzle gettin’ whittled with a chisel
it’s a storm ain’t a drizzle
[outro]
i+i+it’s a storm ain’t a drizzle
dr+dr+drizzle



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