Post War Syndrome

[Verse 1]

I cocked my mind back mental magnum spit hollow point venom vigorously

so you can respect my way of closing people lyrically

rappers be plantium and call on me level high skill is my criteria

with prize for smashing on men for the inferior

it's nefarious not biggie, nas or jay-z

fact not non-fiction I'm truly living this ghetto legacy, it was blast for me

wen the source neglected the don killuminati

can shoot a stri lyric unease so they can ride past me

I'm a vigilante equipped with infinite lyrical arson

deliberate and intentional this is war I hope you taking it

personal not reversible, dispersible

I need a batik semi automatic

blasted, blast quik x-raided the rhyming achromatic

I done had it up to here with these pathetic fabricated war stories

being spit by these over exaggerated master of cermony's

polly prolly want a cracker cause you parrots parrot all you hear

prepared your day of reckoning is all to near

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If you disrespect that my cock take back and shoot till it jams

post war syndrome sticking it on like blue to the dance

so many of my men gone died in the war didnt make it home

never at ease I'll never step on my g's in this warzone

[Verse 2]

Miscellaneous elements create this magnum opus

optimist prime suspects knowing I'm the illest lyricist

rhyme catalyst, hella bent and extremely hazardous

chemically war in balance the rare and the dopest

have me on hiatus politically exiled x-raided

nefarious elminating rapper's cause it contract madated

penetrated the game with stolen no limitations

black market's mad man 5 star generals stripping ya'll maggots

holding all ar's hostage by the flocks cock glocks

with ransom notes demanding mad man's increase in stocks, poisoning as ham locks

specifically delivered to you

x-raided wont pay ridiculous revenue

for a record review if the truth, rearview

reflections of a misanthropist past this

now my squad dominanting bill board top 100 hit list

criminologist the culprit Jon rambo bound

orignal jacka mysterious murder glove never found

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[Verse 3]

Infiltrated I crossed all the enemy lines

obliterated many infiltrates like secluded land minds, conscious minds

shoot at hypocritical politcal factus

evious gats systematically killing ignorant rappers

unsympathically expressed briefly pressed in options gotta spit your mind

from the highest elevation on earth can top this

I'm relentless steadily brain bashing weak mc's

please I question if you really klack gats and push key's, unexpectedly

the rap game dictated ya'll tragedy, heavy arterially

infiltrated what you claim flawlessly game tight I profess my ghetto star exquistely

I'm pulling hoe cards of all wack rapper's within this industry

prepare for the impact of my catastrophic clarity, you cant damage me

nor defeat this post war strategy

I sit on the strong of the western hemisphere yelling who got my back

all literal under achievers suck my testical sac

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