War Machine (Multisyllabic) @NINOBLESS

Me with the track's like a deaded marriage Fighting hard over their assets, The way I'm going at it This is the moment I swing for the fence For folks who think I'm only average NINO The dopest with multi syllabics, appropriate status Went from crack to coke, to raw as opium tablets, that Soak in lava flow, and so cinematic I write where Anakin , and Obi-Wan Kenobi went at it You know me? So don't approach me with static I let it fly like showing Kobe the basket, You could quote me on that shit Bastard, all this hocus pocus, gold litte karats Don't hold no matter, cause here, its so unemphatic Front on tracks like you pimp, you a hopeless romantic Tyson Beckford ass ho, You pose like a faggot So... Don't be dramatic, like acting like you choking on salad Hope or panic, won't haul this chosen hispanic I'll open ya cabbage, You know I'm a savage Like African child soldiers toting Soviet ratchets The soul of a maverick, stay in the gutter like bad bowlers School of hard-knocks, My diploma's a Masters Cause I go in deeper than chicks trafficking Coke wit petrolium packaged near they felopian passage Woah I'll Math to Dose on the masses This Latin, assassin is known to just spaz quick I'll nap him, & know that I'm that sick To grab his chick's ass, and mack it While his Ghost stares at his folks near his casket Match this, please like I'm a damn stiff I'm, more like Tourettes, fuck shit, with a bad twitch Thinking I won't write death, like I ain't bodied that shit That's dyslexic, right to left, you got it backwards, check Who's next up? Let's step up Don't get it twisted Most of these cats are broke while my bread's up Judging a rapper's success is more, deceptive Than bitches uploaded pictures to the internet, from they neck up Put ya left nut on the line, you ain't lying You an iPad ad, for 9 bucks, no one's buying Wanna bet? Pay ya debt, or you'll see some bold gangsters Who'll take some of ya check, like CEO bankers Look, Ho I'm my own anchor Motivated by the doubt So thank ya, you clone thinkers I'm the lone ranger, on my own, in tune with the moment The proof and the Omen, was chewing up dudes I did songs with Go'head and hope and assume, I'm losing it soon You snoozing while I make the elephant move from the room I been ill since Puma's and Kabooms on my spoon Since, Teddy Riley just wanted to zoom and a poom - poom Since "Night night," Granny singing the Blue Moon Since Hot Wheels, yelling out vroom vroom I got chills, heard moms bump Melle Mel from the womb Man, I be going hardbody like Victor von Doom So these kids is on shrooms If they think I ain't the one to go off I'm so boss, when I'm bored, I go golf What I'm spittin is past flames I'm mainstream radio how I'm killing this rap game, fucker