We caving in your fortress, recording rigor mortis
I'm Morpheus downloading the knowledge
to be a swordsman
Clever ones with a plethora of blades
you picked like four of them
Swinging them simultaneously on some Prince Goro shit
My aura, Amon from The, Legend of Korra
the sound bender
Bloodbending pretenders into submission
Audio agony to the sound of me chi-blocking these lyrics

These bitches drop when they hear it
like gawking whistles and kiblets
Standing up for more attention, it's [?] reinvented
Couples of crossing due the chicken, boy
Assemble like a Cyborg
from the keys of the rolling chords
Could [?] my flow or run it with agility; parkour
Climb through cities like Oscorp
prototype flying Osborne
Hold up cause this is fair warn'
transmitted through airbourne
Gonna pop up like free porn, better yet
nigga, this respawn
In a minefield covered by law
baby blow before you see the thorn

The upper echelon, the shogun Gohan
Allspark of the birth of the leaders
the grammar gammatron
Mind, body and spirit, uh, commence the unabomb
Craziest blast radius and go for you
on some Unicron thing
They never felt ya
I'll rescue Princess Zelda
with the click of one download link
Throwing the mic like a boomerang
you can't hang, you just dust in the cartridge
Blowing you the cartilage carnage
with the Symbian artist shit
Defective man verbals
Cast a plasma blast from the palms of my hands
We got 'em blind, you lead them off of the edge
My optics cyclopsing, taking the shine from my vision
Refracting it like a prism
and pointing it towards your system

Game over
It's the super lyrical, would you like to continue?
It'll still just be the end of you
So put them coins in, go ahead, bring your boys in
I weaponized this mic and you only got one life

Traveling through your spinal raw
to fry your motherboard
When devices capture my vocals
you become an afterthought
The most hard kicking shit to leave your noodle puzzled
Lyrics bore right through your skull
I feel like Goldie when I stroll through

Now keep it going, I got infinite continues
So launching their war machine
came equipped with some shoulder missiles
Will drop a bomb that'll lift you
like James Rhodes inside a grey suit
The young Cheadle, E-Fav take them in the face too

A kush mess on deck watching my ticking Timex
If it ain't about no progress
you disrespecting the process
Fire filling my chest space
lapping rappers like Usain Bolt
Hope for those that feel hip hop is broken

We changed the game, inserted four gold tokens
Hit the currency exchange
Before I fly across the ocean
While I

Sneak a doobie through customs
you can tell I ain't accustomed to
The nigga out the city, but can't take the city outta you

Now keep it moving, I suggest you shake it and spin
Move, dude
Tripping over your feet then you lose who
You said you once was another lost man
never stayed true
No wonder that it's game over, nigga