Quantum Of Hip-Hop

[Life MC]
It's not a joke I was born to do this so I got a head start
Set the bench marks, my lyrics are so sick they infectious
My thoughts are so big they get my brain cells stretch marks
Sure it extends fast, for in the past but I still rep hard
It's like verse the grim reaper I copy the death masks
Tougher than cortex to catch far jump off a head spas a
Hit your head hard, the wrap around like a head scar
Even if I die I still remain dead smart
Rebel intelligence no negligence so my testaments
Vocals don't fly I reach high flexamens
Many next emcees speak excrement
Duty talkers shittin' in their foodie saucers
You tryin' to listen to this king of the tune walker
Sometimes it cause the brain mode to let the pain go to sustain because the movement is torture
But here my tracks are tune absorpter
See when it comes to pain in the game the way I am writin' call me stupid or over
But when it comes to hip-hop i'm a soldier
A J.U.I.C.E. of war so Imma spit out sound of J.U.I.C.E. of the New World Order