EVIL (FLATLINE716)

I suffocate this emcee till he can't breath Got him fighting for life Pleading to Jesus crying saying help me please Slit your throat Neck tie and bleed you out like a slaughtered sheep Now face defeat My Freddy blades about to get all up In your ass like porno bitches with anal beads Your lyrically unachieved your a Man vs. a Machine Looking like a fucked up scientifical Experiment from the human centipede Mythological monster Ready to stomp ya Ripping your chest our of your armour Devoured and conquered with my bear hands Ripping your head from out of your shoulders Draconian soldiers a drunken monk Intoxicated technique I'm never fighting sobre Get stabbed in your artery internally bleeding From your wind pipe violanty shanked I'm blood thirsty Leaving you drained out of your blood bank Eight pints on the pavement Get your head open and put two inside of your think tank Now run along to Anderson Silva And go dick ride them bitches from the top rank I'm a true cypher battle rapper Fuck anger management None of you fucking clowns can manage my anger I'm the chief and commander I'm the answer the final chapter Everytime I spit verses I'm causing unnatural disasters I walk with a hammer bloodier then a dagger of Jacobs Ladder I'm a monstah You get smacked so hard back to the future I'll make you see the here after I walk my beast of a three headed salamander With a chain round it's neck with blood dripping like Saliva The dark messiah Walk in the jungles and rip the stripes of a tiger While I'm kicking a new born From out of the hole of your mothers vagina Murderous grip Empty the clips Smashing open your skull with a brick I'm 666 you couldn't defeat me even You was holding a crucifix I'm about to send you to hell and make You the son a devil's bitch As the ground opens And the sky turns black and the world is frozen And the beast has spoken it's the second Coming prophecies From the scriptures I am the chosen Speaking in tongues while my neck is swollen back Slap you backwards with the force of satan Ripped open from your structure leaving you blood soaking I turn you into a human snowman got your skin Melting blood defrosting red slush puppy and exposing All of your vital organs I'm the omen I walk with a crew of Headless Horsemen I got voodoo witches hexing up Magic potions while their dancing around a boiling cauldron Low and beholden I spit rhymes with no emotion get smashed While levitating in your room smacked On every wall leaving your body broken I rip another hole in the ozone layer Talking about your bright colour schemes Nigga it's about to get dark in here Mwaahahahaaa Your no battle rapper A ghost writer I write verses so evil to give Wes Craven nightmares My presence is putting you in fear Got your soul shook From my first verses crying saying tyzilla Please get me the fuck outta here I'm the master of dark literature Gothical scriptures Geometry I measure the universe In mathematical architecture My style is grim disturbing like Aphex Twin I'm mentally I'll hearing voices From the dead like Jack Nicholson from The Shining I'm the unexplained One of the seventh mysteries discovered In geographical findings Impaled sliding down a greased pole Through your rectum aligned with the stars in a zodiac System in perfect of timing