[Manage]:

Don't take the piss mate, I'll seal your fate with a mixtape

Slit your wrist with a plastic, understand you ain't this great

Chopping off limbs, use intestines as fish bait

Verbal exercise, you're petrified, spit quick with a swift rate

This breh will break the fake invader, portray my hate

Standing in doorways, thinking of more ways to raise my game

It's like [?] my days with a razor blade

Slicing up my arms, ha! Now my brain's awake, yo

This [?] of morphine don't seem to take the pain away

But crack that like that rookie [fed?] in Training Day

We blaze away the rainy days living in the city

Amazing way to stay insane like sniffing on the Billy

Got my aims to freeze frames ever since I was a kiddie

Take no blame or claim it's down to the fact I'm living shitty

[???]

No shame, I've gotta strain, try to hustle for the fame

I spent many nights under the influence of spirits

With demons guiding my lyrics and pushing me over the limit

Holocaust in the rap thing, blowing up the chat thing

Yo London MCs you crap in pants and crash your [?] and stepping on traps

[Plazma]:

I'm letting these faggots know that I'm snapping the bones of any rapper that's [catching?] my flow

I shatter your body and battle your soul and if your rap's whack, catch a slap that will snap your back in a savage attack from Plazma

Mad man that speaks fragments of magma [?] stanza

Since birth I emerged with superb verse wordplay that stays [?]

I verbal curse [?], internal burning, flamethrower

Your game's over, feel high but remain sober

Not a chainsmoker, but my army's main soldier

While your rhyme is flatter than a shaked-up Coca Cola being rolled over by a bulldozer

As I lurk on [roll?], I see those who hurt, the old and murked

[???]

Kids with no brands in their shirts, [I learned that's wrong?]

Although I reside in an urban zone, this work I chose

Fuck street robbery, I earn my own

I'm uncorrupted mans, I stand firm alone

Watching friends burn and choke until I make my journey home

And watch my parents inhale the same type of dirty smoke

[Possessed]:

I'm blazing fakes at amazing rates, raising stakes

Creating beats that change the pace your pace maker makes

Possessed: holding it down like paper weights

Scrape away the rest of the flesh of your face with razor blades

Roll with the most ferocious click, omens as we flow is sick

Grab your fucking heart out of your chest and then spit over it

I got a sixth sense -

I trapped the future in my voice box then spit knowledge that doesn't exist yet

Wrote rhymes on coke lines, my sound is dope

You'd be sicker spitting, sticking your finger down your throat

I rhyme like bullets, for free I blast your Glock

Spit beyond decibels and leave year long aftershocks

I exterminate the opposition

Swallow a dictionary and regurgitate sick verses upon the rhythm

This is rhyming brother - like two chicks sucking the same dick me and my click wanna outshine each other

[Jibbarish]:

You want a punchline, here, I'll smack the coke out your nose piece

The only thing you're gonna be spitting out your mouth is broke teeth

Call me the medicine man, I get you hyper like an adrenaline gland

Most emcees don't even make sense like an American tramp

Life in the streets, tearing it up like a tiger with meat

Rip my fucking heart outta my chest and then rhyme to the beat

Run with a bunch of heartless soldiers, I got a mind of a scientist

And my lyrics leave you stumped like an armless bowler

We even heard up in space

If you dare to call me a wack emcee, than I wack emcees up in the fucking face

Erase anybody like a venomous tree snake

Winning against me is like fighting Freddy in your dreams mate

It leaves emcees looking stupid like ????

I shoulda been called Chino cause I've excelled so much

Spit the illest metaphors the world has ever saw

You think you was in Vietnam the way I'm dropping the bomb in the record store

The light's under my brain, but nobody's home like an old house

Join the World Wrestling Federation cause you sold out

[Doc Brown]:

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