Poetic License Lyrics

Meat cleaving for sickles and heat seeking missiles

Power drills penetrating deep in your dimples

Hollow tips that'll spray you from your feet to your temples

I get more powerful from each instrumental

Now I'll break your ankle so you can't run

Come at you from angles where you won't have none

This shit fat as fuck please excuse the pun

I'm like Neo overcomes after zero the one

And Only the Holy Spirit is on me vocally I'm a KobeS omebody give me a trophy

Kill the game like Shinobi shoot 'em down like a bogey

Smoke them all like a stogie I'm Obi-Wan Kenobi

You can't match the energy the poetic imagery

Metaphor similes or the hardcore delivery

Whether a friend the enemy you niggas finna see

If you a hater I am showing no sympathy

All you know my fucking name

I got a lot of game

For you I'm so insane I do this shit I'm trained

For this I do my thang in this

I'll show you lames I'll win

I draw and aim

And then I'm a hit him like Bang

Can you understand the mechanics of this lyrical savage

It's like physical violence causing critical damage

These digital ballads are like a biblical passage

My mental imbalance is a literal canvas

That's painting a picture of the craziest mixture

Of rhyme perfect timing and phrases that injure

Bring the shit to your porch like the Daily edition

Each line I design is like a painful decision

Without anesthesia you might catch a seizure

Fucking with me on this mic you must have amnesia

I'm Illmatic it with mine don't need a rapper the feature

Just depends how I feel on how badly I beat you

Got a license for it and a nice assortment

Of knives and forks to slice and dice a dork

If I apply some torque you're on life support

I'll even smile in court at the trial and walk like

All you know my fucking name

I got a lot of game

For you I'm so insane I do this shit I'm trained

For this I do my thang in this

I'll show you lames I'll win

I draw and aim

And then I'm a hit him like Bang