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Anti-Rap God (menimE)

Paleface Picasso

01.11.2014

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ANTI RAP GOD (MENIME) (Poodle clean-up isle 7)(How much is that doggie in the widow) Mommy, I want the one with the Paleface (The one with the waggley tail,…)(Poodle clean-up isle 7) Marshall wake up (Poodle clean-up isle 7) Marshall, WAKE UP! (song: Your Favorite Whiteboy, on Detroit Radio station 107.5) Turn off that Radio, it’s time to goto SCHOOL! This is warfare not a battle rap. My battle scars are real from stomping around the battle field With these tattered heels on my boots from the shattered grills of troops that I kill on every track I build With a battered shield the pen and pad will reveal the weaponry that’ll leave you imprisoned and While its hitten you with lethal precision. You better call ya physician, because ya dealing with a man who Stared death in the face….and left the reaper in a fetal position Rap God? Are you kidding me? Eminem spelled backwards is Menime (reverse:Eminem) Eminem spelled backwards is Menime To the one true God you’ve admitted you’re an enemy as I reveal the truth of you and your pagan deity Meni is the god of luck fortune and chance and for years you’ve advanced inside of his evil trance Now let me enhance, your understanding with just a little glance of a circumstance to validate my stance Meni was a god who was worshiped by Arabs It polluted the kingdom of Judah in the rein of Ahaz Now take a second and read Isaiah 55:11 and 12 or suffer the same fate that they had (What an excellent day for an Exorcism) When you said you was “packin a mac in the back of the Ac”….you blatantly bit Big Pun What type of God does that? Blaspheme! Get’Em Paralyze’em all with poetry patterns and co-inhabited syllables that’ll shatter and splatter your brain matter And drain bladders of cowardice rappers. So hey Mathers, why you scared to drop my name when ya fame matters? It’s simple and plain, the brutal pain will penetrate ya capillaries and veins, my adversaries are slain With a machete type vocabulary, breaking these imaginary chains. Im salivating, like a savage There’s 1 in every game. And I’m walking through the flames unscathed and unphased You lyrical slapbox, I automatic gun blaze With the Word of Life I murda-a-mic. Speech shining brighter than sun rays.The beast is uncaged (I Cast You OUT!) Transition & a message for Eminem: (Laughter) Your Favorite Whiteboy Menime…..Meni Meni Meni Menime……wishes death on me (Pay Homage to the Paleface) (עם אותו התקציב, אין תחרות) Slim your not a God at all You’re more like Manson. I’m Sampson. Ill put my hands on the wall and push till the columns fall This disciple of Christ’s the type to let spiritual rifles off Enlighten youth to Vicodin’s use and hand’Em a Tylenol Ill bring Solomon’s wisdom inside of insane asylums I’m radical as Elijah Muhammad’s Islamic correspondence Code of silence broken, expose the sword to the throat of tyrants Cloak and dagger rappers, subliminals spoke in silence I’m a Capadonna, Copacabbana Montana, Osama slaughterin rhymers Swim with piranhas and ponder The panoramic view of the drama from Indiana So hasta manana Mrs Prima donna (That’s how you give Pun his proper honor.) Cut’Em up with Arm & Hammer My wordplay is Peruvian fish scale. To the blindfolded its braille grammar Or a smooth stone to a Philistine Or a million civilians whose necks are willingly feeling the steel of guillotines (Hook.) What goods a million dollar production if you duckin our limited budget Money’s a substance that means nothing Man your probably on a plane next week But bro, your still a snake named Johnny that I Miyagi crane techniqued Welcome to Dodge City... Paleface, the outlaw Billy And if we’re slapboxing Drago, Im a southpaw from Philly And I’ve never been your pupil, in fact the first time I heard you I was in prison, but knew one day I would emerge and murk you My influences are G Rap, Pete Rock and C.L. Smooth Lord Finesse, Rakim and Buckshot Shorty from Black Moon Big Pun and Pac. Top Authority and Twista Do or Die and Scarface…Em you getting the big picture? This is OG flow, bro…I live the life I spit about I salivate metaphors and similes, then spit’Em out So go ahead and keep ducking me publicly But bro….its just a matter of time until that’s no longer a luxury Hook. (Menime) (Negative Chum, He’s not a god, just a robot) (laughter) Cause, I’ll be verbally committing surgery, then it occurred to Me you better call a paramedic, it’s a mental medical emergency
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