Przm - Hold the Door (Hold the Floor Freestyle) lyrics

[Tabs] f** everyone, I would never run a right here Fam listen, there ain't a man living that I fear It's quite clear that I shine whenever a mic's near So much soul that they measure my life in light years A divine writer shine bright when we're unified You don't wanna mic fight my lines strike like they're unionized Man listen, I hope ya left some room inside ‘cause when my fam's spittin' The can off a** whippin' is supersized Your guinea pig lineage, should, not only be neutralized You should be brutalized, crucified, neutered and euthanized On some young gun sh**, b**h, it's you and I Punches zooming by at a speed that can't be perceived by the human eye You want war, then you get punched in your punk jaw So use your head before I use your head to open a front door We're much more than just raw We'll reshape the faces on Mt. Rushmore till it resembles us four Our tribe is on a quest, that's the scenario, f**ers Got the mic now, so pipe down like Mario Brothers You'll discover we're a different race than you little fakes who spit bars I put ‘em in a pillowcase and hit you in the face Can't remember the last time my fam felt nervous ‘Cause you blowhards got no bars like bad cell service You don't pop sh** in person it's emailed in ‘Cause you're too/two p**y, you're like conjoined female twins So, what you barking for? You probably shart your drawers When I use the blood of f*ggots to paint the canvas in my art of war You get run over in my land, like you draw hard charge So get out my face, before I come out my face like Large Marge Hardy har, I raise the bar like a benchpress Making d**h threats wearing apache chieftain headdress I'm vengeance in its illest form when I catch red So like being pregnant with a stillborn, you should expect d**h [Coal] They say I'm low key/Loki, no wonder my rep is mischievous I'm stabbing third eyes like Polyphemus verse Odysseus I work the angles of fate, embrace it like Sisyphus I'm buggin' out as if escaped out of a chrysalis Perniciousness, I got the traits of every vicious fish I speak flames, see pain as a delicious dish Spirit cooking, I'm in the dark mirror looking at reflections of the damned opening cans of a** whooping I bash the rook and stay hooking like a black knight And the crack pipes they light, reaching for heights of a fast flight I smash like dyke pliers or a mason orgy I slash like Mike Meyers mixed with Jason Vorhees I light fires, got spiked tires, I'm a cavern king A ghostwriter, we hold cyphers around Saturn's Ring My patterns bring compatible mathematical radicals, with practical application, you'll think the evocation is magical Organic verse the mechanical, the divine verse the Satanical Tyrannical regicide, piking your head outside the capitol Brutally tactical, using maneuvers that are supernatural I'll battle and rip your team, kidnap your queen, give her an a**hole full Stylin' pa**able, a masterful, never regarded rules The universal center, making ? look like retarded fools Genuine article, spitting colder than an arctic pool Was too cool for cla** but could easily pa** for Harvard School Got cruel wrath for sonin' drones and their frail knowledge The tools that I own turn you to Skull and Bones like Yale college So hail solid logic that came to abolish gnostics with philosophic topics, too toxic for diagnostics You're microscopic in my optics, ‘cause I'm misanthropic A cycloptic co*k tip, slapping the lips of a chick that's gothic I spit obnoxious like a flesh eating rabies I'll punch your chick in the tit while she's breastfeeding your baby They say I'm crazy, and it may be contagious So it's feracious when I say it's outrageous Flirtatiously tenacious and repracish when I'm f**ing their faces Embracing bodacious hoes, like a motorboat oasis Imma probe below her waist quick, and if no oder's abrasive, Imma bend her over and taste it Push the envelope when I lace it Imma place it on a mantle for a golden example Holding handles of swords that our lyrics forged over Odin's anvil