Spitiful - Freeverse #4 2/28 lyrics

[Verse 1] We begin the lecture with the conjecture that I'll drop bombs on your prefecture Preventative measures are all bear futility because my mind explodes with versatility We could treat this like Versailles, but why, oh why do you believe you're just as lyrical as I? I spit tonic, unseen since pre-Chronic, my words make your deposits vomit Straight onto the lap of the kingpin of rap Singing and crap? I'm beating on that You whack fools make me laugh with the nonsense you convey I'll puree your team, I hope you didn't bet the parlay Pull out the parkay, you ain't gonna bu*ter me up I'm coming in clutch delivering thrust to race past you f**s Ahead of my time, I'm gonna lap twice And leave the crash scene with you looking like Matt Grice What's the price of being nice? I'm a psycho crusher, with Bis Ceps, what did you expect? I turned left The race metaphor continues, who's coming with you I rip through when I diss you, but snot like tissue Instead it's me doing Bruce Lee, flowing like water, drowning you Ali bu*terflies and bees You f**ing with me? In what realm of possibility? It's copascetic how I invested myself into honing my mental capacity until all you f**s had for me was a lack of mastery I grimace at the sight of me taking a loss Unfortunate for you if our paths should cross Cause what you call artistry bothers me I might have to paint the walls in your blood Modern day Pica**o, sit your a** down papo, I've observed that you can not flow And I'm the tap through to the sewage The looseness of my movements has you offended mainly cause you can't do it I'm absolutely the coolest, screw this Belief that I stole your b**h, she found me quick, gripped my dick and said show me this All I ever did was autograph her tits, I never said let's make something out of this But you persist, you exist to annoy me I'm tired of speaking coyly, f** you! And that goes to everybody Who doesn't understand the pa**ion and pain Psychotic mind, I get high only on the manson strain I'll move into that empty head, masturbate in that mansion brain And after gain ma**ive pain, in my calfs as I came To top the ladder of success, doesn't matter who got next Pa**ively a threat, so actively I'm best Serving revenge against doubters after cooling in liquid nitrogen They took vicodin, on my ability So they lacked the agility To leap on the bandwagon before greatness happened as a result of rapping