Cryptive - Thought Patterns #Nos**aMcs4 lyrics

This is No s**as no wack but still you provide that So most of ya will go under your chance to win you euthanised that They want it so bad they say it's ‘Do or Die' rap But little do they know they're in a suicide pact! f** you! and the rest of your teams I'm deading these weak pathetic emcees That are in desperate need of change like they're homeless Are you b**hes getting it? see I'm a devilish beast a head of your league I feast on beats and i'm not letting you eat I listen to your flows late at night Whenever i want to be getting some sleep You puzzled me by saying you can f** with me Plus I'm a hell raiser so you know that sh** just summoned me! I'm hunting these punk emcees that be thinking they are punking me They can't run from me i puncture a lung and then i munch a spleen, i'm hungry! You ain't dope i rearrange your inner thoughts like bullets One shot's all it takes to make or end it, the trigger you should try pull it! Or i could put a knife in your brain so you can have some peace in your mental Audiences picture your pain when i paint with your leaking pieces of mental! Ok it's back to work kid I'm crafting verses This dudes ill yeah that's the verdict I'm gonna be f**ing the world until i crack it's cervix I'm a savage wordsmith without blasting burners These amateur kids, get ma**acred quick They're actually worthless the only f**ing use these b**hes have Is using them and every single one of their wack a** verses to pack the furnace! That's the only way you'll be fire, don't you b**hes get it? You ain't sick clean bill of health you've never been infected When i'm coming in on beats you better bring protection I don't care how old it is, i k** it right after it's conception! Cos i'm right brained but not in my right mind I'm monstrous when i get it cracking that's whenever i write rhymes My lyrical sniper scope is a basilisk anything in the sight dies I've got infinite militant sh** to spit you b**hes are just fine aight I'm extreme with the axis you can't hack it so why try? I got bars you never see here you got a cane with red and white stripes Rappers write lines about how they moving rock like when christ died Me i move boulders to high heights with nothing more than my eye sight! My booth is haunted if you heard whispers leave! Cos this dark entity makes devil worshippers flee! When i murder emcees they get disturbed at the scene Serial arsonist beats i burn em for free! There's spot to fill in the top position no opposition Syllables I'm vomiting them i got a sickness when i'm on a rhythm These novices think they hot with writtens cause no one was honest with them I k** weak get a necromancer and talk with my “competition” I'm on a mission to scorn rappers leaves jaws fractured You b**hes need more practice i am the raw adverse Never falling to your standards i'm sicker than all cancers And this tracks the canvas i blew my brain on so you can see my thought patterns!