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Parasitical [With music/rap]

Parasitical [With music/rap]

Little black book, covered in adhesive
with cohesive piecesΒ 
of lyrical genius
one of a kind
the last in your species
a refugee of rare beauty
with the key to meaning
all seeing-
powerful being
ink weeping
logic breeding
truth seeking
when speaking-
was given true power
Through MCing
who educates primates
after just one teaching
Many don't know
how deep it really goes
the rap roots
and phat flows
of true pros
Keep poetry
more dangerous than prose
tighter than corn rows
as far as words go-
I am the most skilled
killed the most ill, though
And still stay original
on the digital
not an aboriginal
but still unpredictable
unequivocalΒ 
never typical
these rhymes are parasitical
They'll eat you up
and spit you out
now you knowΒ 
What I'm rappin about
on ya mark get set-
are you feeling it yet?
the pain in your brain
from the headache
that I gave-
with flows so deep
they penetrate your cranium
more powerful than
10 tons of uranium
I'm just playing em
puncture your left atrium
make incisions with my
titanium rhyme
old school vibe
new school needs to learnΒ 
the lack of educated rappers leaved me concerned
ya'll all get burned
no returnΒ 
don't make me get analytical
i already told ya
these rhymes are parasitical

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