Marching To Massacre

"We getting ready to have a live session
What we was trying to say...."

My quotes cause strokes and thrombosis, the dopeness encroaches and pokes
Leaving its hosts with throats bloated as blowfish
Resuscitation motions are hopeless
He slowly decomposes, moments after he's opened and his ghost splits
I boasted yet choked from the grossness
The odour was so ferocious, the vultures flew over holding their noses
With closed fists I'll scope you and focus
Then stand close to a lightning bolt to show that my body can hold the voltage
I'm frightening as a cyclone soon as they turn the mic on
When I'm at home alone, the darkness sleeps with the lights on
My mind's a ride crossing time zones on mileage
Is so vibrant, that I can hear a phone on silent
All my written imagery has been rendered extensively
From the the thought embassy 23 members assemble me
My appearance was pivotal, yet conceded a miracle
'Cause my physical consists of non-existent material
Rappers losing balance and staggering, never grasping what's happening
Arrogant fabricants with drafts unnatural as Saccharin
Tracks attacking your plasma and acting as a coagulant
So masterful I draft accurate fact brackets by accidents
When I'm hatefully stepping to a page with aggression
The pictures in my house begin changing their facial expressions
After blow-torching the beat I wander off in my sleep
Performing surgeries on random people walking the street
And if you gossip I'll pop open your top quick, as a locksmith
My whole closet is stocked with big boxes of drop kicks
With no possible logic his doctor opted to watch as
His biological clock ticks two notches from hospice
I move and let creative angels through
I can't even explain to you why my cranial powers have been so sustainable
So who can say they've seen the things that K has seen
I'm hatefully erasing dreams while playfully singing the speed racer theme
I set a precedent for elite development
I be more eloquent than rappers with a speech impediment
I'm never reticent—I met and beat 11 men
But neglected to mention them 'cause I rather wreck 'em in sets of 10
My cleverness level is futuristically present tense
Hard to register how the most hellish men can be heaven-sent
No one is actually better than me, it's factually evident
I'll sprint away and get back so quick as if I never went
I grew petulant due to its tepid musical excrement
The most threatening click is the regiment that I represent
Respect and deference is a testament to my excellence
I strike faster than you ever did when I'm being hesitant
Smite you with one punch but he felt it twice
I'm under a sweltering light, precisely redeveloping melted ice
He yelled for Christ right after he felt the knife
That's when I selfishly dealt the spice that would quickly stifle his helpless life
So he'll cruise in a hearse shortly
I'm so raw that I murked 40 people then get involved in each search party
Attacking your neural so i have to be thorough
So many facets that me alone is actually plural
I won't stop at haste to put you in your proper place
I hover upside down holding a topless chocolate shake and not a drop would waste
Was born and bred with an abnormal head
The pharmacist said that I'm more likely to cause torment when I'm on my meds
Gradually replenishing my energetic faculties
When I stare at dead batteries, they charge up automatically
The mundane continue to run game
My tongue is so untamed, some days I let it shoot off at the gun range