On the Stage Holding a Microphone
Lyrical skittles
Sick flow skills
Rattle sizzle dribble miracles
Mirror syllables at will
Fizzle with sun symbols
I lick cosmic ripples and be on the go
A true rhyming dynamo
Your dying to know
The dynamics
Built in my bones
Mind like a diamond glow
Body exploding like
Dynamite zones
The soul dies tonight
To never be known
My might is too much
For you to do it alone
Do it on your own
Smash everything to dust
Heavy titan fist iron stone
Rhyming dynamo so blown
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