Double Negative - Krackatoa "Freestyle" lyrics

[Coal Cash] This water ain't safe to drink when the levee break, convince the fishermen We embed the lead so heavy, the flow's deadly like Flint Michigan The dissident apparition switch to omniscient when I'm glitching in the omnipotent With rhythm pitching to throw the sink of the kitchen In, Logician of super wisdom in super condition cause of your superstition Emissions back from the future, no supervision cause I'm in super position No use for the wishing with precognition stomping the competition Suspicion don't act surprised the wise apprised by Zecharia Sitchin Tactitional drive of a black magician Intuition inscribed the side of my ammunition with the names of victims of opposition that died Applied a wide transmission for your suicide collision As I split 'em to smithereens when the war screams of this Titan hit 'em A demolition machine, its an obscene threat when I get relentless You're defenseless verse this vet, bringing more d**h than the Tet Offensive The letters invented a better incentive to the dead and demented Template of how you write cuz that ain't right so you better repent it You flow malarkey with lethargy for show I sniper siphon your soul, cyphers controlled by my oligarchy A solar star fleet with anarchy in the heartbeat Spark heat when I bust plus I'm smart enough to teach at Berkeley The hierarchy ready to start me like a Maybach car key Partially cuz I'm beast wrapped in a golden fleece stole from Harpies Started an art league where marks leave that sh** locked My ships docked to greatness, it's all aces when the chips drop Spit hot and rip tracks, factors of who my family are Hip-Hop is like a Kit Kat, rappers are filled with candy bars Star chomper the art monster of spoken truth Dudes like alright Wonka how much you want for that golden goose The nuke launcher when I conjure up a doom cloud A mushroom bloom, I'm a loon that was rubber room bound Get hewn down by a platoon that'll ruin towns We howl at the moon, spitting typhoons to consume ground Drowning buffoons who a**ume, we couldn't be tuned out A tomb to house goons hooking harpoons through their ruined crown [Tabs] Uh..I blaze the path that the masters follow My life story is a graphic novel Andretti when he smashed the throttle, you're a plastic model Crafted out of half a bottle of glue won't make it past tomorrow Your career just hit a ma**ive pothole I got some knuckles for you f*gs to swallow Nasty combos, I got the jabs of Drago Not for nothing get put in a box if you rush in, ask Apollo I roam the land smoking these potent plants My foes should scram, ready to brawl It's d**h for all when I'm throwing hands You know the plan, expect more than swollen glands When I start choking you chochas like extra small yoga pants This is your only chance to view the truth in God's mind Now imbued with the power to make mountains move like a rock slide And if he's not in your top five, I'm a show these f**ing kids the boogeyman does exist, your mom lied I came to murder you, this verse will break the Earth in two You a fake snake, somehow you make it work for you This blade is surgical, your fate ain't reversible Take it personal when I use your face as a urinal These raw writtens are jaw shifting Less talking, more spitting, that's all in the Lord's vision Abort mission, you frauds don't want to war with him The only rapper getting endorsement offers from morticians Live fire, divine rhymer, shine brighter Type of writer that wrote his first rhyme on a typewriter King of the mountain I claim higher The Em that rolled with Mekhi Pfeiffer wouldn't survive in my cypher Fist to your eye, that's how I high five ya Wanna compare the dukes, got a pair to shoot [parachute], no skydiver You about as hard as fine china Your birth certificate was written with Ricky Martin's guy-liner Here's some guidelines, don't let your pride blind ya Side winders will wind up at your side looking to eye spy ya [Tabs] And I'm way to fly to be caught in the web of a sly spider And it's a fact your music attract rats you pied piper I don't use hook to bait you betas you still a line biter You h*mos are Rosemo, you gave the game a nice shiner [Coal Cash] You whole style should be hit with some white primer Fly by nighters missing their targets like a blind sniper [Tabs] I might slice ya like a knife fighter If you wanna grapple I'll crush your Adam's apple into fine cider [Coal Cash] We're Krackatoa, twin erupting rhyme geysers Return of the old kings like how Tolkien described strider [Tabs] Divine fire inside of my mind's fibers My cypher is a prize fighter fighting five bikers inside Rikers [Coal Cash] Haha..the black knight riding in on five white tigers As pyrotechnic igniters light fires and wide spires [Tabs] This is what happens when you combine Steiners with Dan Henderson when he was fighting for Pride....[fades out]