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I'm back and I'ma go in like I never left
you want the definition of failure well look at your self
I got your life in my hands like I put my arm through your chest
I'ma eat ya'll niggas for a snack and for dinner the rest
You named all those people who can rap, but left me out in the cold
I spit sick shit, like doodoo covered in mold
me being underrated is getting kinda old
I'ma have to stand out like emerald mixed with gold
come on lets be real, ya'll know ya'll can't rap
Yo girl lick my wood until she gets that sap
I spit hard shit, you spit wack a$$ crap
my return is gonna go harder than "snapbacks back"
so now Axle's back, yeah Axle's back
I got bars on bars a.k.a stacks on stacks
yo girl like a robber she gets sacks on sacks
and when she's done I want my money or she gets dat back hand smack
I'ma stop in a minute, they calling a "mercy rule"
she say my d*** tastes so sweet like Hersheys do
I'm puzzling yo mind like the riddler take yo clue
and shove it up yo wazooo
and matter fact while your hands up there, you can stick in his rod too
"it's over cut the tape they can't take no more"
nahh they gonna take it till I'm tired like a cheap a$$ *****
when I get done the game gonna be cryin like "I'm so sore"
I beat the game up on the regular like its my chore
I aced the game, like Jimmy Neutron doing a test
nothing you spit at me hurts, like a bullet proof vest
my next line will prove that I'm the best
I take yo heart put it in a box, call it cardiac arrest
Boy you are rhyming like you just popped out of your mom,
your rap is long yes, its a mess, like a used tampon,
this aint no fancy dress, I digress, my flow is the bomb.
My genius is unparalleled, you are like a f*cking handheld,
meld, of a little girl and an alarm bell, I feel compelled,
to tell, you just seem to yell, like a preschool mademoiselle.
You say you've been away, for a while, it makes me smile,
all day, I have more style, going for miles and miles only to compile,
my hostile, words sicker than stomach bile, it's absurd,
flow so versatile, call me a lyrical nerd, a genius,
NB should be worshipping my penis, always victorious,
compared to me you are inglorious,
I am the second coming of notorious, your plain rhymes are boring us,
while everyone is adoring us, your flow is full of gory pus, and over flowing with snoring mistrust, seems it iss a must, i'll blow you away in a gust, leaving nothing but dust,
bitch I look at your words in disgust, I hope you are reading this sluzz while your brain is combust-ing,
These bombs I be busting, f*ck yeah im jimmie rustling, so sick its disgusting,
Kids please put your trust-in, me, and quit re-adjusting, just agree,
im the baddest there will ever be, come at me, NB, get down on your knees,
so upper class, i am like the bourgeoisie, verse of the century,
writing better lines than this crass blast, with my ass.
Your words have no thought, just verse after verse, of meaningless retorts,
I'll put you in the back of a hearse, and leave your family distraught,
honestly you are the worst! I hope a lesson has been taught, like naruto you seem short, must be a curse.
I hope you have learnt something from today, challenge me, and you will leave in dismay, beating you has proven childs play, leave and go away, dont bother coming back like a team NBA, i'll turn this into forum groundhog day.
U_U
If this genius flow of literature does not take the cake for top in this thread, im calling bs.