Manage - Freestyle lyrics

Just the verse by Possessed and Jibbarish atm Manage: Plazma: Possessed: I'm blazing fakes at amazing rates, raising stakes Creating beats that change the pace your pace maker makes Possessed: holding it down like paper weights Scrape away the rest of the flesh of your face with razor blades Roll with the most ferocious click, omens as we flow is sick Grab your f**ing heart out of your chest and then spit over it I got a sixth sense - I trapped the future in my voice box then spit knowledge that doesn't exist yet Wrote rhymes on coke lines, my sound is dope you'd be sick sticking your finger down your throat I rhyme like bullets, for free I blast your Glock Spit beyond decibles and leave year long aftershocks I exterminate the opposition. Swallow a dictionary and regurgitate sick verses upon the rhythm This is rhyming brother - like two chicks s**ing the same dick me and my click wanna outshine each other Jibbarish: You want a punchline, here, I'll smack the coke out your nose The only thing you're gonna be spitting out your mouth is broke teeth Call me the medicine man, I get you hyper like an adrenaline gland Most emcees don't even make sense like an American tramp Life in the streets, tearing it up like a tiger with meat Rip my f**ing heart outta my chest and then rhyme to the beat Run with a bunch of heartless soldiers, I got a mind of a scientist ??? leave you stumped like an armless bowler We even heard up in space If you dare to call me a wack emcee, than I wack emcees up in the f**ing face Erase anybody like a venomous tree snake Winning against me is like fighting Freddy in your dreams mate It leaves emcees looking stupid like ???? I shoulda been called Chino cause I've exhaled so much Spit the illest metaphors the world has ever saw You think you was in Vietnam the way I'm dropping the bomb in the record store The light's under my brain, but nobody's home like an old house Join the World Wrestling Federation cause you sold out Doc Brown: