Murder with the Pencil

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TheJesterFeste

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I keep the raps liminal, scattered tracks in general
Smatter of mental imagery, actually rather whimsical
Matter of fact, my minimal shatters the most original
Shit that you've spit or written at any a given interval
Try to scrimmage, you're finished within a minute
So witness and then admit that the kid can attack clinical
Listen in, this incipient Madvillain's a
Gentleman on a mission with visions of stacked minerals
Give em up
Whatever you've been saving up is gone quick
I came to murder with the pencil like I'm John Wick
Spit bars harsher than a bong rip
I came to murder with the pencil like I'm John Wick
I'll jump you like a fucking jackrabbit
Then drop you like another bad habit, dag nabbit
F*ck with me, Imma flatten and slash tires
Or damage your gas line so you crash into quagmires
I'm bashin you wack liars, it's sad that you hacks try, cause
Dissing me is kinda like using gas to attack fires
It's evident all you've ever been is irrelevant
So press your epithet in wet cement and rep your residence
But if you step to me yelling without the evidence
I'll stomp you on the back of an elephant for the hell of it
Producers offering nada but full buggery
Nothing for me to pull but monotonous, dull drudgery
Promoters promise followers and pockets full, luckily
I have an eye for spotting poppycock and skulduggery
To any so-called rap battle god
I won't blink to provoke beef like a cattle prod
Scarred & smug, hardened thug, the blood-drug fare
Charm to disarm like Klaarg, the hug-bug bear
Drunken, plastered, a repugnant bastard
Listen up, I run the game, call me dungeon master
My sordid psyche's sure enticing, sharper than a sword and spike
In fact, the way I gore the mic is mighty gorgon-like
Never level-headed, yet benevolent still
I used to meddle at a register till at Evelyn Hills
I used to chill with rebels and pills and revel in thrills
I'd like to spit to settle the bills and better my skills
Rhymes sweeter than the tastykake ya man packs
I spit bars like I hate the taste of xanax
Make a fat splash, back flat to the sea foam
I go Jack Sprat with the T-bone
Grab the ball-gag, y'all jags spit half-assed
All wack, I spit and leave all flags at half-mast
Approaching nonpareil, equipped for verbal boxing well
Before your momma operated caution on the fontanel
So stupid I flow with no music
Roll through and your whole crew is like ooh shit
Listen close and hear the bomb tick
I came to murder with the pencil like I'm John Wick
Spit bars harsher than a bong rip
I came to murder with the pencil: John Wick

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