Art Of Rap Freestyle

Braggadocious, rythmic vernacular Designed to back you up I back it up with the spectacular Yet just a fraction of my perpendicular With no particular linear structure I'm giving you ruptures As I erupt into your cerebellum I tried to tell 'em, I open a vortex Your cerebral cortex sends a reaction That has 'em like a spasm Upon further review, you see it was lyrical orgasm How did it happen? You can't even describe the vibe What was the essence of god's presence felt inside Bestowed upon you from the moment I dropped it on you I strike like a diva tonight and can't nobody warn you I'm on you, I got that truly godlike Metaphysical, neolithical Ask what you see in me, lyrical deity Hip-Hip's pantheon, one step beyond So I stand beyond whatever shaitan's fans be on I lights 'em up like Neon, locks 'em down like deion Reclaim my title three times like Ali when he beat Leon And, that's what I be on for the peon