Syntax - Intellectual

(VERSE 1)

The syntax held within my tracks forced enemies to form pacts

I'm a wolf in sheep's clothing, raised by two deformed packs

Laying down all of my bars like I.E.D.S, Having a blast

Known as a bio weapon cause I exhale anthrax

When spitting raps my saliva turns into acidic liquids

Using my mouth as a trap like when an alligator snaps

Latch onto victim's stomach and back, Then fight my way

Through 100 anacondas to teach myself how to (w)rap

My lyrics carry heavy lethality causing fatalities

Complete abnormalities draining my mentality

Personality had to be lacking in rationality

I'm gradually building myself up towards immortality

With an undecodable strategy using intricate gadgetry

Tactically, It's like i'm changing rap drastically, magically

Calculate the time it'll take mathematically, For what I spit

To rain (reign) over the world geographically

(Hook)

My syntax is the opposite of simplistic, It's surrealistic

Strung together synergistic concepts seeming unrealistic

Styles futuristic, Can't argue solid statistics

Discovered the angles in which I spit using ballistics

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(Verse 2)

I've hidden my explosive paragraphs like letterbombs in knapsacks

I cushion kamikaze collisions with all my notepads

This is how roll (role) this couldn't have been a miscast

Abuse my freedom of speech, then write (right) 'till my wrist cracks

Ignoring all the facts, I'll survive a heart attack by grabbing

The blade that it's attempting to slice me with and stab it back

Hate to interact with cats that act like they've got money stacked

When I attack you'll see my fists retract before you feel impacts

And I can't seem to die for the life of me

My mind holding my body hostage but in reality

Sane are driving me to insanity, anxiously live in

Agony as I sit in a corner consumed in apathy

Rapidly discharge anger that was attached to me

Practically collapses gravity throughout the galaxy