2-3 Break
[Verse 1 - Life MC]
I'm Mister On-It
I'm super, I'm sonic
I'm brutally honest
When I speak I be true in the knoweledge
Acknowledge the prophet
I rock 'em when I spit
I'm the hottest MC
My memory banks make truthfull deposits
I drop metaphore logic
How many more melodic
Hardcore type beats
Streets love my topics
Niggas don't wanna battle this
I'm digital like Canibus
My lungs have been ?punny?
Infalliuble brain analyst
I smack DVD cats, the GrindTime battle kids
Nobody can challenge my talent
The way I'm channelin'
Call me the rap catalyst
Attack tracks with savageness
Untouchable force for sure couldn't damage this
Interplanetary tongue talkin in many languages
I spit gamma rays for days cause this man I'm sick
Way above the avargeness
I pull these lame characters
Amateurs embarrassin hip hop scene like ????????
None of them can handle this
Einstein manuscript
Bravheart sanity
Art of War strategist
Words of agression leave them merked in a session
Teach them a verbalist lesson
Across their verse in a second
Don't every try to match my lyrics
I'm as hard as the mentally challenged tryin' to study astrophysics
When I get dark I turn the place more pitchblack like Riddick
No act or gimmick
Life, I'm kickin factual lyrics
[Verse 2 - Si Philly]
Yo it's the Philly come to murder your schemes
Virtual dreams
When I spit its like I'm bursting with the Herculan gene
The rap savage, the axe man
Badder than black magic
Hit you with static, rap from the start
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Life on it, I thrive on it
Bringing the vibes on it, size on it
When I'm spittin' it's hotter than 5 comets
Rhyme tonic, more flavour than your favourite juice
I'm a force in this game like I'm labour induced
Yo I strike hard
Here to save the day like a life guard
Makin' the rappers sweat like they're lacking some Right-Guard
The hype star
Dazzling the sun and the white stars
I'mma finish the Philly
Always leaving the mic scarred
I'm a beat terrorist blowing up on the scene
Demonstrate my detonation that blow you to smithereens
Best rapper that you've seen in your dreams
My lyricism so fat when its wearing jeans
You can see its tearing the seams
[Verse 3 - Life MC]
I'm definitvely ill
I'm reppin' for real
Professional and effortless
I'm droppin' incredible skill
Never shook my life
I know that's how my enemies feel
Cause I'm spitting lyrics so sick they're almost mentally ill
Ready to kill like a predator feels
When he sees a mil
Ceasing the victim
Easing the life and the blood spills
Too much skills for the avarage brain
The mics could never comprehend
Monster with the pen, turn the page and I'm off again
Hypnotical, philosophical rhyme poetry
Paranormal paragraphs passing each man at ultra speed
Its like a power from another planet is controlling me
Higher forth force teleprot via solar beam
Hip hop I'm on the scene
Super hero, Mr. Incredible type
Pulling my weight to the top like wolverine
So supreme, bubble you like soda stream
Flow is mean, but my heart is pure
Spirit strong and my soul is clean
Got the illest raps, killing tracks, spitting facts
Lyrics stack high, lyricism, Life, I bring it back
Shoot you with my lyrics gat but I'm not talking hollow tips
Dissin my vision is different when I'm spittin
Honour this
[Verse 4 - Si Philly]
Phi-Life Cypher
We spit hot and we're serious
The top billers
Our shots send you delirious
Our crys sounds, more superhuman than Chris Brown
PLC come to rain and we're makin' it piss down
When I hit this, so I gotta widdle my list down
Dismiss, spitters with a critical kick down
I spit rounds, heavy when I'm puttin' my shit down
Stand up, a rapper that could never just sit down
My hit sounds like a breath of fresh air
I'm reppin' with flare
Be wary if you step in my lair
Cause I'm a monster
That could give you vividest nightmares
Shock you out of your wits and have you wakin' with white hair
I'm right here, see me on the street than Nike Air
The type rare
Got you lookin' lighter than night wear
Shatter your bones with the fattest of poems
The Si Philly I'm the baddest ever savage known
The rap cannibal, I'm coming with a flammable verse
Burst niggas' bubbles and hurt like a satanical curse
I'm coming colder than an artic blast
And when I spark this craft
Its like I'm coming from the darkest past
Yo I'm ready for war
Yo I think I said it before
PLC we keepin' it raw, we come to settle the score
You're dead on the floor, prepare for me to step on your jaw
Cause you know we're ready to rip this
Proffesional's core
