#UC8Contest

Verse:

Killin em in the dark, and get they won't see me get to sparkin after
Sentiments get so sharp like im a shark but ima part cadavers
Hit em incredible them ima bend em and tappin em into the hard endeavors
I don't give a fuck about your mental health no party favors bitch
Better step back 'for I wreck that hard as ever part hats then i break necks
Start combatin on the beat
Hardly slackin never did get no parking lessons
Follow my tracks departing heaven
Witness what the devil does
Could never level us down reppin swamphouse, sick ain't got no medicine
Flexin like a douche, quit fuckin with the camera son
All about you're jewelry, shit is not glamorous
Have you ever seen a ghost, gettin up in your brain and skull?
Poltergeist dont roll the dice, your chances are debatable
Flow is underratable, I'll get confrontational my hunger is insatiable, yeah
Kill the fakes, I'm breakin the haters faces and I'm sonic boomin verses when imm hit you with the airwaves
Never evicted from the studio they want the flow
Keep it about the music; you all see me now defeating flows, audible
Writin up all the chronicles, keepin up with the dominates, takin' out all you necromancers
Riddick full of fury, I see you all in the dark
Seekin out how to make art but, never about the credit
Gettin your brain infected when I be sinister being
Beatin the beat up whenever they want it I'm turnin the heat up I'm steadily workin up on the right flow
Maybe I could make it if I would just reach out take it
But for now the Tecca Nina will know me as someone nameless
Feelin faceless, I'm sicker than fuckin rabies and this modesty is heinous
It doesn't get me through bases, I'm gettin impatient
So then I find a instrumental, feed it to my inner devils, Hannibals eatin faces
I keep on hearing the craziest affidavits from lazy rappers and pages that they be passin as greatness
See as I make this shit into a CSI cases, and when I open your brain up, I'm puttin em all through paces
Call up the mages of flow, turnin the pages on those, who wanna be facin their foes
Really they're pacin' the floors, really im stuck in my mode
Feeding em every new note, every new verse that i wrote, sicker than all them before
Sicker than psycho cells in the sick psych mental
Quicker than Michael Phelps in a Riptide pedal
To the fucking metal don't settle for less than incredible
Sick of the weight of Federal, restrictions need the Medical
I hit em incredible them ima bend em and tappin em into the shapeshift
All you motherfuckers so basic in the matrix (ha)
Yo, hit em with venom and then I beginning to tap and beat up the beat running up for them and then I will kill em and split em while breaking the battle won't spare em a rap, huh
Cannot believe I'm ahead of em, better get better at rapping than mental and giving it anything and imma just shredding it
Give em with venom reduce on the breaths
Try to set up they'll be Dreaded regretting it