unidentified latitude, my attitude is to smash the atlas with the magnitude of the savage,
bloody your cabbage,
my motto? ..."contenders with 1 ounce of grey matter left is considered excess baggage",
restless with an essence that brings advantage,
where OVERCAST slings the average & brings the havoc,
the ultimate combatant... where graphic displays haunt your visions,
emcee's tell fairytales to your children through a pen.. of a woman slash myth that surpassed the bewilderin,
filertin throughout the in's and out's... sin's followed by shouts,
through your modem i enter your house an change form... estranged swarm,
strangle you with your own chain an paint the red dawn,
spawn the dred... 'De-Lusional',
emcee's with memorex cassettes are nothin but cadets,
meet the general that sits invisible at the threshold an stands over your dead corpse as your flesh molds,
the best fold under the extreme pressure.. i even got the sunset god emcee,
transfixed at my lecture.. the bone collector that throws poems at the debter,
im in your sector with an axe and the internet is no longer your protector,
with no successor? how clever.. sever the head from the neck, a soul so weathered,
a lonely leopard among the grassy fields where tradegy of the blood spill.. was willed from the cast iron kill,
last forver is the deal... such a sweet ill,
a constant fever, an cold chills when the cross hairs is revealed,
in the clear, it is i... Mz. Dé-Lüsîonal... still, i'll have son's who battle thee,
remember.. im a righteous athlete with a spear that nears with a spear on your street~!
`1n3`
bloody your cabbage,
my motto? ..."contenders with 1 ounce of grey matter left is considered excess baggage",
restless with an essence that brings advantage,
where OVERCAST slings the average & brings the havoc,
the ultimate combatant... where graphic displays haunt your visions,
emcee's tell fairytales to your children through a pen.. of a woman slash myth that surpassed the bewilderin,
filertin throughout the in's and out's... sin's followed by shouts,
through your modem i enter your house an change form... estranged swarm,
strangle you with your own chain an paint the red dawn,
spawn the dred... 'De-Lusional',
emcee's with memorex cassettes are nothin but cadets,
meet the general that sits invisible at the threshold an stands over your dead corpse as your flesh molds,
the best fold under the extreme pressure.. i even got the sunset god emcee,
transfixed at my lecture.. the bone collector that throws poems at the debter,
im in your sector with an axe and the internet is no longer your protector,
with no successor? how clever.. sever the head from the neck, a soul so weathered,
a lonely leopard among the grassy fields where tradegy of the blood spill.. was willed from the cast iron kill,
last forver is the deal... such a sweet ill,
a constant fever, an cold chills when the cross hairs is revealed,
in the clear, it is i... Mz. Dé-Lüsîonal... still, i'll have son's who battle thee,
remember.. im a righteous athlete with a spear that nears with a spear on your street~!
`1n3`
