Nothin Much

[lyrical1]

This incredibly intellectual rebel finds you edible
You low on the food chain, my levels’ been ahead of you
Since prehistoric ages, used carcasses as revenue
The predator collector, this is the price I set for you
Illest lyricist whose spiritless when enterin in indigents to injure em wit Jigsaw viciousness
Wanna play the game? Watch a monster get menacin
Talkin just to maim any lame wit my sentences
Reborn in the form of a hornet sendin torrents
Of stings to self-proclaim kings to test their endurance
After swarms of my swords prove you organs can’t endure it
So if you suffer from good health, trust that my rhyme can cure it
I talk wit dopeness while you wanna tell a gram
Your punch line genius is ill and telegraph
I’m illusive wit movements, findin it’s a better path
To drop multiple points and not regret a stab
In and outta labs steady fillin up the pad that my villains couldn’t grab if put in they hand
My heaviness, in mass, in the mind, holds data every Mac’s RAM on the planet wouldn’t grasp

[QwarterZ]

This was purdy cool, just a good ol' lyrical verse
nothing stood out to me really, just the rhyming
that shit was on point, flow didn't translate that well
then again it is text, in your mind it might come out sickly
still really dope, nice lil' drop my dude, keep it up