Five Fingers of Murder (Freestyle)

[Verse 1]
I've never failed, and never fell far, meathead
When I see bloody beats, is when leave the aisle
Of vegetables of rappers I left in there deathbeds
It's detestable, how I make rappers sick
To there stomach, what comes out my mouth
Is indigestible, I seek bread, lost my mind
So many times, I can't even rhyme anymore
I just say what comes to my mind anytime
With that said, get red, like a devil bed spread
You'll get so many holes in your body
Like a honeycomb, your buzz, is not coming
Straight from the bee hive, you stung, won't get revived
Got more lines than a peace sign, I more or less
Gotta keep a piece, like pie, and peace at mind
To keep the peace alive, that I realized, my demise
Is keeping heat, in a pot, greased and fried
I scrutinize, and look in between the eyes of death
Bitch, I'm immortalized, if you a warrior, then I'm Mordecai
Cause I don't remember anyone being close to my ruthless
Size, I comprise of flows of pros, battle me
Get eaten alive, you've entered the wrong enterprise
If you think you won't get put with a shell in ya back
Like it's turtle time, I don't idolize, I put my talking
Into my bars, you lie, and you would back down
Cause you ain't looking into the cobra's eyes
You have balls, you hide, you get hypnotized
I televise the way I utilize my flow, with bars Uzi size
And I'm not bringing up the guy that said
In a song, push me off a ledge, all my friends have died
I think I claimed that I'm the king, who's better otherwise

[Verse 2]
I gotta dreaded fist, that mean I can't get punched
And I gotta head of locks, that mean the
Dread get's talk, got more bars, than
A dude from Iran, has some Qur'an's
To battle me, it'll take two arms like Apple Watch
Bars more or less dope, than some canibus
Niggas rambling, how you good, you more branded
Than commercials shit, I'm heaven sent, I leave a mark
There's no questioning, I just give explanations
How I'm skilled not talented, excellent specimen
Box me, out of my element, you can't, it's
Like letting go of a Benjamen, Lex Luthor
But few words, I merged Uranus and Jupiter
And made something twice as worse
My art is what Da Vinci, would've put in his pad to stick
But ya'll on some modern Michelangelo shit
The way half you rappers be on other niggas dick
Like you study the shit, I spit legit, you given up
On your third attempt, on your shit, you couldn't
Get passed the fact, that half of you shouldn't
Of ever rapped, it's a federal offence, split shit
Like atoms and molecular specs and
As long, I'm killing rap, I won't leave
And probably tear up your sections, with
A Mic, I'm an aristocrat, I'm just too good
I make sure I don't have to explain the facts
I hope half you fags, get a hole in ya head like a apple patch
Ugly with flows, but I'm cute, no forgetting that

[Verse 3]
In life, I never used a diss match, to settle
How I'm mad, my anger's bad, I remember
The times, that music was all I had, and
Now, I don't have to hold a magnum
To fuck the world, with the skills I have
On my back, I attacked, and if I fell back
I got back up with a smile and had no stress
I kept never sad, I was always so joyful
Can't forget that, I had enough lyrical bombs
To pin enough idiots on and put a affiliate on
I'm still the don at dawn, I hoped to swarm and throw
Negative energy away like a bad song
Get people to pay attention on every song, I'm speaking on
King Kong, of rhyming, I moved storms, when I die
I said don't pray for me, I'll respawn, the spirit of the kid
That's hearing lyrics from geniuses, I was curious
Had no care in the world, couldn't care
I was on a roll, focus on my life, and
What works in it, it's only time, and I use
It, I make sure I'm through thick and thin
I live to the fullest, I jump the bullet, I murder time
I physically grab it, throw it where the Kraken lies
I'll make sure, I won't leave, and never fall
I can't live on, without a bit of heart, to carry on, oh lord

[Interlude 1]
Look, it's only a matter of time, till these
Motherfuckers take me seriously, if you wanna
God damn, Rap Gawd, ya better come to me
Because none of these will compare to my capacity
Leave a track a catastrophe....

[Verse 4]
I'm the most ill, so I'm here to kill
Take a breather, running a mil
Ain't wanted to chill, I'm Achilles, B
My name live on, like a God in Greek, and
I'm sipping the mango tea, I'm your sheikh
Nigga who you be, give me a flashy fleece
Nigga I'll eat, I'm cutting up niggas, the dinner
Be up with they teeth, my nigga capiche
I'm ready, defeat, I'm putting these niggas up under
It's me, and you niggas ain't messing with me, six feet
Is where you'll be, B, don't make me repeat
Look at the game, like a cheat sheet
Not from Earth before, I'm an alien
Who met Marvin the Martian, while he was mopping
His floor, and I met some extraterrestrial reckless
Specs, of massive destruction, she tentacle cupping
Get my comeuppance, from messing up something, huh
I'm too good, I'll continue to strive, I'm leaving these nigga
Not having no brains, when I lost my mind, they not alive
I'm still spitting, bitch it's no revive, you want beef
With a God, you get a piece of the MIIND, huh?

[Interlude 2]
Say niggas want beef for no reason
If a nigga even don't wanna beef with me
He better just, stop with all the fucking
Salty shit, like a fucking season, ya feel me?

[Verse 5]
Never been the one, to be compassionate a little
Cause every little nigga, think they passing me, nigga
An ambassador, running to the back, with the pack
Light a match on these fags, like a fire, on a nigga, oh God
Never been the one to be passive, I just make music
For masses, so much weight, that a nigga can't hate
Like who you think are, keep with pace
The pick of the litter, my nigga the villains
The bigger the pic, is the illest
To get it, the nigga who thinking
They killing, I'm raising the ceiling
I got the feeling to get it, the niggas never committed
Wait, hoe, hold up, popping and cold
Like the first sold soda, doper, than
Coke, in some old Coca Cola, running the motor
I'm wearing a toga, like Rome, I'm the king
Of killing crazy posers, and a nigga will
Hate cause I get to the cake, and I'm lyrical
And niggas don't like it, so they want some dumb shit
Were it's satirical, they want a miracle
Get hit, I don't give a shit, bitch, I assert the theft
And I will never rest, cause I kill the pest
And the pest, was the cinco fingers of death, yes