I felt the devil make an entrance so I lent him several sentences

No repentance on this level however my intentions are relentless

Oh, and don’t forget because I never mentioned

This friendship doesn’t end once you’re at my attention

I enter, the room and then I sniff out the credentials, possible contenders, dismember the members that remember my only identi-

TNT on tracks you know its fact I’m meant to bend and redesign the mind behind the rhyme that I was lent

A line defines who I’m divine could die and i’d be fine remind me

That i’m the source of fear or else you’ll never find me

Grimy like Ron and Hermione fucking behind me with Englishmen yelling “blimey, how slimy could lines be?!”

I’m the, pilot of this plane hatred is rising

Swiftly I confine negotiators that defy thee

Quickly as you’re trying to escape you’re realizing

That your fate indeed is mine. I await at the horizon

I felt “the devil” make an entrance. I laughed in it’s face

“You’re just a pebble on the earth. I’m the vacuum of space

Encapsulating you in gasses while you’re gasping amazed.”

The vastness, the rays, the blackness, and the lack of a taste

Cloaking your throat, provoke thoughts of backing away

I smash you with my craft and put your ass into place

A game of chess between a master and a class full of apes

Took the rook that's a check then I castle and mate

Bend you backwards on the mic you’re like a rat in a race

Fighting a pack of wolves biting at your calves and your waist

It’s fucking hopeless, groping and grasping, the gnashing of open

Mouths attacking, you’re choking, the lack of a focus is haste

And I'm the alpha male no postage, on the snare I’m potent

Boasting flows are like the ocean deep enough to throw a boat in

Fire hoses ready steady aimed at what I’m holding

What you waiting for? The mic is smoldering from what i told it