Jesodist

[Jesodist]

The Charbroiler Carnivore, with 100 Bars or more
Hard Corneas, Cause the spores to Farthen forth
They called me a Charleton, The Cartilege the God of
Men
Created for me was designed instead by An Architect
Of Binded Lead, My Rhyming Sense Is Marvelous
Dynamic, i should've Keystyled All of this
But being ahead of my time, its a more of an Ironic
Twist
How i could hardly have time to come up with Retarded
shit
Anyways Hope you'll read the rest of these Pages
Its more Agressive then being interrogated by Federal
Agents
I break ya Skeletal Platelets in Several Places
An edible favorite, of mine, I'm never underestimated
Crush ya lungs to feed the dustmites at Dusk time
Pressure combusts mics and busts pipes,
Noxious black fumes expand through and gas You
Me and the Maniac crew came outta the Sand dunes
The Audio Ray of this has a phenomenal radius
The Father of Dameon, Traded Chainsaws for Titanium
Sottering blades slaughter Terrane beings,
From Austrailans to Canadians and Arabians
Designed by iLL-Logical Maintenace followed by Aliens
Wanting to slice a part of My Pancreas, we Spar in the
Stadium
Dynamic Devil, no more than Simple minded Torture
victim
I Slice my torso with him, Walked out While we poured
our Systems
The doctor Ignored my Wisdom, All i did was Try to
Force my Voice towards his poor assistant
then Told him,
"We Decided to Give the Morgue a Visit"
The Real Last Lyricist Standin' More than Lyricism,
i'm Highly Bored with Sizzlin' these Rapping
Micro-organisms
So now i spit As much as i can throttle out
Keep on spittin til i get cotton mouth, i got it down
Hydrate the Salivary Glands, and control my stance by
biting my hands
You don't like the style? We can fight in the Sands
Gettin tossed up by a witch-doctor kick boxer,
while ya kids watch ya durin' a Lil Flip Concert
Re-Read my best bars, tell me the Scripts ain't smart
Re-open my chest scars, tell me this ain't Heart!
My Ribcage shards fly outta the Abdomen
Just like ya Birth, me and you battlin' was an
accident
I ain't a Pacifist, i pack Banana Clips inside the
Ambulance
So when i Damage this Aero-Dynamic bitch, he gets
capped again
Then you pleading to suck my dick like Multies to
Postman and his 'Packages'
Its gettin so damn hard havin to Pass the Spliff
Cuz Press gets high enough for Stoners to Imagine him
An Atheist Activist, Your God can Save me his Magic
Tricks...
Too Crazy with Random shit, NO CANNABIS? Damnit Kid!!
Dig a Hole in the spot you standin in, cuz i'm done
fuckin around
The King is Back, with clowns Shinin' and rubbin his
crown
Got Microphone feinds in my path and i'm gunnin' em
down
Got plenty of more Hustlers rumbling under the ground
I'll Find your Lungs in the Lost and Found,
And sell em for more money than a Bank could Deposit
out
Paint with the Colossal Clout, Show you what Hip Hop's
about
Your not loud until you hear others Want to Shout
So don't spread me ya sentences or send my your
friendliest messages
Pressure has said some shit, now over-write it in the
Genesis Testaments (30)
Carve it on the Sun Stone, play the Trombones, i've
come home
Televolution, televison or telekinesis? Which one
goes?
Welcome to the GunZone, Survive or look thru the barrel
shaft
Encephalographs check my mental Cap and the
electrograms record shaded Paralellograms
The Specialist Staff is Baffled by the intellectual
Stats,
My Rap Flow is darker than Black holes, An android from
the Asteriod
That came from the Black void, should i spare you? Flip
the Blank Coin...
Your verses and Breath stink, get em some Altoids
I know i'm too ill, i deserve a medal for murdering
you
Take a picture with you in the infirmary room
Then revive you and murk you verbally too!
Your no more than a Perverted Bafoon, What else is left
of ya sick cult?
Who else can i Insult? Canibus? I need more of a Thick
Skull
These Bars are the bulk to the inner Faults
I've let the secret out, the Planetary Theory
The Human mammalians Fear me, Clearly
Pump up the Volume, revolving spoons around my Aerial
Monsoon
Elements Bended by a Demented Devils Apprentice
Not you fool, Your Cerebrum is twice is Extended
A Malleable playdo toy for me to rotate in joy, its fun
as hell
I'll do this to the rest of you when i'm done aswell
The mindstate of High is Brighter than studded belts
Don't run for help, lets have fun and yell, til i shove
them shells
manually with a sudden pelt up ya ass til i can't fit
nothin else...
The only thing i never see is the inside of my eyelid
While you were preparing for your third, i opened my
ninth iris
Fuck Simon, repeat after me, "WILL RHYME FOR MINDLESS
VIOLENCE"
How do i get it you ask, well see, no...forget it your
whack
Dynamic is a virus, Press is a rap epidemic attack
Take a loss for you? I don't accept Benjamins black
Paper currency is soft, i want Pentium's Attatched to
my Cerebral tracts
Is this enough for an equal match? More than enough for
ya feeble acts
Bob and weave with a medieval Axe, I'd like to see ya
response to this
I tried flowing your rhymes but i had only heard
constanants,
The Contents of my OTR cartridges are cosmic Starship
Exhaust Vent drips
A Farfetched mix, Permanent solution used in emcee
execution
The teacher of students, written in my Human ingrediant
blueprints
I watch every idiot's movement, Resistance is Really as
Useless,
i've found that agents are just Demons when suited
This Man is none of the above, Its easy to see he's new
to this
I Re-Populate the Old school community, possibly
numerous
The 'Mic' enters a 'Jack', and Hip Hop exits the
Uterus
Drop a Freestyle until we let the Speakers Re-Fuel
again
You say your ill? Start Provin it, i Have yet to see
any skill
Master of Water and Land, used to breathe through
gills
Took The amphibian Pills, no more Alantis cities to
Build
You do more than Recycle, i'm seeing re-runs and still
don't feel em
Force you to battle rap for your freedom,
The Beast in me wants to kill you but not the spirit in
me
It Wants to put you in a guillotine to see whose the
timid emcee
Fuck a punchline, this is pure Battle rap mentality
The Death of you and your family by jagged Jaguar teeth
is a tragedy
I mourn for anyone that cares to tag team, against or
with me
When i smoke emcees and meth i use tin / Houstin like
Whitney
No not really, i'm not the Crystal type, Put i crush ya
little size
Until you crystallize, get me a straw and sniff the
lines
You might make it big, but you'll get KO'd like Kimbo
Slice
You ain't super, man but you practically playin with
Kyrptonite
Stab you at an Adjacent Sect, Like Jason X chasin Vets
with Bayonetts
Save ya breath, I'm the problem on Earth, and Satans
Next (60)
Better get ya bullet proof glass thicker than Asian
Specs
Cuz Press plays for death, Begin to Place the bets
Who'll survive, This Double-D with Oval Shaped
Breasts?
Paint's the best, Make Freights a mess, a Train wreck
without moving my same steps
I been studyin M'C'emantics some real Mad Shit,
In a mood Synanomous to Charles Manson in a mansion
trippin on Acid
Lyric Assassin, with corpses behind my Book Case
passage
Drippin with gigantic handprints of a Preying-Mantis
Become a victim of me, My assistant's bloody Prison
dummy
Convinced my buddys to think i'm nutty
Mordbid and Cunnin' your whole Neighborhood better
mourn for the Comin'
Won't be Warned that i'm Runnin', Outta the cage, thank
the Ward for my summon
Cause i don't spare no one, Veterans compete with CD's
But i'm too logical for that, even Therapists need to
see me...
I've already Embarrased this Man
The only Son of Mr. Garrison's Dad?
Bloods leakin out ya fireproof suit, should Carry a
Rag
Cuz its too sad to see another person buried in Sand
I don't hesitate turning Grunts to Psycho's
Pump the Rifle at you and ya "Corrupt Disiples"
An expirement gone wrong, your not strong
About as hards as Those short kids with Long Socks
It's obvious Dynamic's an Internet Geek
Look at his rank, that shits written in 'leet'
Emcees that can't keep up with the beat are forbidden
to speak
Your Rap schemes include : Write, Spit and Repeat
Gimme some weed, his ignorance's sweatin the technique
The Emcee Entity of Eric B., It'd be more competitve
not to attempt me!
Engulf a body in flames, your Parents are prolly
ashamed
Crazy rapper but, the rap is not as insane
They kept me locked in the chains, it was according to
safety
Now they have drills with an earthquake that replaced
me
San Andreas, or something like that, Get em the Navy
Should be working with other continents to better
contain me
Can't spit as efficient, as this viscious lyricist with
an engine bulit in his system
More worshippers than Christian Religions and, Sins
triple as wicked
Assault Rifle's equipped to the Children, Psychological
Warfare
Dynamic with white follicles, torn hair, Hospitals
ensure Care
Pay no Attention to the Dickriders durin battle
Avoid seeing your own shadow, so you do not waste the
Ammo!
The Jaws opened and clenched, another soldier was dead
The compulsive effect to brandish the torn off
Warrior's leg
A sign of Major dominace, enough respect to reign
Sovereign over Continents
No consciousness tells me your twice as incompetant
My Crew talks over the telegraph reciever
More than where, but when, durin Pangea
The Land Creature that burn the Damn speakers
You've forgotten how you lost, now that is Amnesia
85 Bars so far, I'll win this by a landslide
The Representative of Mankind, BlackLight
While you get votes from blowin like Bagpipes
The Global Landmine, 'step' to me, what? You outta ya
damn mind
Provoke the person Squeezing the tec and they might
just release and eject
My rhymes deep as the next and the next more deep that
you couldn't peep with a lense
Crashed from the skies in a mammal disguise
I tried slowin down my Progress, Practice and tried
So it could be captured by eyes, Do you see it now?
Write this down, print it for a large crowd and read
aloud
Dynamic was Mutliated by Pressure
Chopped and Measured, I made him Surrendor (90)
The Last Ten Bars, just as a Great as the First
Burst into Flames with A Spontaneous Verse
Didn't think i could do it, left his anatomy disabled
Stats will read; Press Mentality Unstable
I honor the man that Does more than Skim my Chapters
Disciplined the Masters and Whipped the Lancers
I don't ask the Questions i can only give the Answers
"Why so many non-existant rappers shit they Pampers?"
Cuz they saw what i did when i ripped this Bastard
Kids with Cancer went to my backyard and Lit the
Lanterns
I wouldn't be suprised if you didn't reply
Wouldn't be suprised readin' the LA Times
'Lil Wayne fan Dies online' you best be wise
Or i'll pull outta Blade like Wesley Snipes
The Final Rematch, Yea Four Days for this
In different languages my Vocabulary's Still Dangerous
Keep me Away from him, I'm The cause of Insomnia
Nightmares of Press in the Mafia holding a Tommygun
Attempting to commit and i'm helpin you get started
My arms is dead on him, no reason in holdin ya breathe
Put a rope in ya neck, choke him to death...'so whose
the next target?' (100)

Jesodist mixing HIGH PRESSURE !!
Legendary 100 Bars of lyricism

[Brah-Vo]

I read the first half and surprisingly i liked it.
Your flow is actually really on point and some of the imagery here was dope.
Really surprised by this.
Really should drop the amount of horror core but yeah good read (the first half anyway)

[Jesodist]

I hope you finish reading everything and give me some sick feedback.