I'll body you (DFUOb6 2nd place)

[intro] Think you got hard bars? I know who you are, dog And I came with a gift Freeze! Nardwuar [verse] Desire fire supplier flier Messiah Come with an empire I'm wiping out the entire attire I'm showing all the artists Thinking that they killing me They can't Cause I ain't change myself On a search for validity I'm all tyranny, but artillery Of enemies is fraud imagery These y'all history, jaw split in three Y'all seriously think y'all ill as me? Y'all killing me My bars' energy bring y'all misery Part physically Dog my art lyrically Leaves these frauds hickory Smoke pitifully Choke [?] And I'll boast Laughing to all at the banks While I'm strolling with Cho Hillary My house, you get thrown out No Uncle Phil in me This feeling be, braille You ain't seeing, but still feeling me It's kill or be killed Let's be trill, my sting's killer bee Balls weighing one ton Dick shining like patent leather Title on my waist And Imma let you niggas have it never Back for cheddar Black mask and a black baretta Clapping till I leave you all scorched Better keep aloe vera Snap, and we get cracking I've shown these cats what savage is I'm snapping till I'm bashing in All this planet's inhabitens What's happening? I'm rapping up Every bastard you're rapping with Had enough? Then tattle what happened through All your chat and shit Yapping lip Why does it make ya body and casket dip? I could go braindeath And you still couldn't match my wit [Hook] To every rapper sneak dissing, without the balls to confront me, just know that you're weak nigga I'll body you! To every artist, every label, this is cause for alarm, and this is far from a fabel I'll body you! To every nigga on the grind, if you dare to say my name in a line, recognize I'll body you! I'll body you! Uh, uh body you! Uh, uh body you! Uh, uh [2nd verse] Body you Throw your body into a bayou No intention to write you, but bye I'll bye-bye you Ridin' by you, I'm Ryu Get you all ethered The right punch Leave you off on the net That's Sharkeisha It's a fact, that I'm a monster god So sharp, I can cut through bricks With a Cotton swab In too deep And I'm feeling like a god Your braud, I'm into deep She feeling like I'm god The rhyme sinister prime minister Mister stone cold I lock eyes with Medusa When I kiss her You beating me is far-fetched Like I threw a ball too far for my dog To go and get If I had the seven dragonballs, wishbones And a rabbit foot, a genie At my disposal, bitch I'd wish a nigga would Try to question how my stances are standard powerful stances You show with a [?] And I kick standing, yes I'm upstanding The young, ominous, omnipotent, monsterous beast With a thought process, too much for all colleges Honest shit I'm a threat, going unrivaled I can't lose this shit My name is in the title This is: Round sixx, you niggas go round sixx Leave stretches, knowing you'll never to rhyme [?] I'm announcing, I'm killing you niggas in 'bout this Relentless, y'all niggas don't want about this My intention, murdering everybody around So your fans never gonna wanna hear a sound From you and anybody-body else I'm shutting down Coppin' every city, every region, every town Niggas listening when I said That I'm coming for the heads Any spitter trying to hit with the worst, leave em dead Went from the most slept on to the most viewed man On a bad day, I got a short fuse My flow organic, like I'm straight outta whole food Y'all getting slept like I ate a lot of soul food Midas, my touches' the mightest Heard competition, but just couldn't find it I'm this wild and ridiculous, frivolous lyricist Y'all spitting clitoris, bitches listen or Ill body you!