Magician (Go Fuck Thy Self)

Who want bars I'll black out form a neutron star / scar wit Gaara's attack An bounce back like a Du'pont jar / nuance bizarre when I spar companions stay clear / moving like Mugen plus usen D'Artagnan rapier /

I rape ears till Im hearing a submission plea / contingency ya planing got abandoned before it infancy / efficiency omnisciently I see free my introspect / deficiency you decree I spit debris of emcee intellect

To wreck ya record and resurrect before you reckon to check it / dissect directive components make you atone it before you get to defect it / effective immediately expediency to deviancy / ingredients be the root so eye of newt will group mischievously

With Toes of a frog wool of a bat tongue of a dog / my sword'll pull out lungs until they hung from the front of your corpse / I run with the Orcs run over ya fort with a force of Uruk-hai / high as Beelzebub you'll catch a buzz cause my auras fly

Destructive star fleet bombard heat to crunch chumps/ concussive hard beats these bars leave um punch drunk/ ya cunt stunk I can smell it through ya stripper cloths/ I'm know to raze the bar like a fat bitch on a stripper pole/

A bit quicker moving swifter then a river flows / cover it when I sticker the Big Dipper plus I'll lick her hole / holding my liquor but I’m sicker when I vomit this / confidence in my sound to shoot rounds like a Trigonometrist/

Off ominous angles from a star spangled sniper perch / your verse for the Cyphers so full of shit I bet your diaper bursts / got psychics cursed with a visions of me inside there mind / so ahead of my time I look behind to see the future rewind/

Superhuman design maneuvers sidewind with melodious wit / the looper of fate you'll fools will get eight like Möbius strip / these phobias hit to grip your mind an make you shit your spine/ blind in a mine field explosive yield making you trip off lines /

Chorus
I'm the best wit this magic you can't duck my spells/ feed ya flesh to the maggot you'll get struck by shells /want a test you can have it with ya tough guy swell /or Lest ye be a faggot and go fuck thy self

I got a permit for the kill that You can't earn/ I'm a turn it with my will Plus I stand firm/ I can burn it with a skill that you can’t learn/ I'm the hermit on the hill with a lantern

With a yearn to be the Ace of wands fucking the queen of pentacles / germination spawns in the form of dreams ephemeral / the venerable dawn of deformities that I blossom / wether general or pawn storming Normandy has two options /

Conformities not my forte abnormally when I portray / affording me ways to puree from sorcery in my sword play / abhorrence of disorderly torrents
That warrant forgery / the lord emcee
Of portals / fuck mortal who rhyme for normalcy

Incorporeal chi to erupts from a sea of vodka / prosper on dmt at degrees of a higher chakra / proper to my decree majorly stuck in my mantra / the monster they Muk anally fucking Aiawaska

My rosters strictly nuts fluctuated by scitsopreniah / hitting any of ya sluts beat their gut till dont remember ya / plenty of sick fuck from the constructs of my frontal lobe / when explosions erupt....your reality tunnel closed

Subtle control a general hope for crafting antidotes / Disgruntled my soul ephemeral gulf after the gamma pulse / I plan to boast cause I the man plus I am the goat / stroking my ego when my pee hole’ll ram the throat /

Of brands who choke to fit their access of my tips fatness / so while I’m at this they can practice with a can of Coke/ you like it choppy.... I'm a make it hard to copy .... I'm Anunaki your bars are sloppy bukuki

I'm in it to rap no limiter cap The prime ministers back / mc culloch flawless finisher the piss n vinegar a sinister acts / your miniature matched ya stats diminished as my pinnacle maxed / waxed when I'm whip through war victims in store for the Minotaur's axe .....

(Chorus)

Art is messy these rookies flow it like barfing Pepsi / pussies ho on the low like Lion-O sending Snarf to test me / my art is deathly and only the smart will get me / especially when counting sheep that’ll sleep on my like narcolepsy

I’m Mark Silvestri penning shit you couldn’t Fathom / in the Darkness spark Infernos roll with Children of the (atom/Adam) / check the patterns I imagine Abbadon mixed with the Orc King/ call these bitches Saturn the way their swallowing off spring

A square circle king you don’t want in the ring like Frodo Baggins/ I doubt ya ready my mouth more deadly then Komodo Dragons / A clout like Jet Li while ya jelly like Cartman’s belly / I doubt that you’ll get me like the Wu Lp from Martin Shkreli

A Martian you can charge ya Celly from electric arching / I’m sparking the ether kick start the speaker like Fonzerelli / hi five the two palms beneath ya baby mommas belly / she'll tell me I’m a shout to put it in her mouth like Akinyele

I'm Machiavelli the Mac match
Magician continued

I'm Machiavelli the Mac matching immaculate facts / I maximize miraculous acts that brought Lazarus back/ but capsized off of acid hits While motor boating massive tits while chicks that you smash are the kid from mask mixed Sloth Fratelli

I spit the wrath like a pyroclastic nebulous/ ya genesis drafted trash to that math I'm incredulous/ my war craft cast wind fury when when the trouble starts / blades spin in a flurry so you best to hurry and bubble hearth /

My muzzle spark like a Ac 130 / making rubble out the parts of the fort that you thought was sturdy/ my derbys demolition fitting dirties definition / like Jersy spitting scurvy given herpies to the rhythm/

I am the schism create division to collapse the prison / I hate submission so I've risen I don't ask permission / an apparition In the distance that is past your vision / driven by wrath fuck the cash I’m trynna crash the system