Bladey Mae Freestyle

Bless this mic and nobody who touch it When I clutch it, I leave MCs in crutches if they dare to bring the ruckus Like Wu-Tang, I'm the lyrical Liu Kang Soon to blow up like Hussein, on top of the rap food chain Top predator, eatin' up competitors On the regular, I see right through you like a specular Reflection, MCs best not step in my direction I flow to perfection, something like natural selection With the mic in my hand, we will never disband Life's never been so grand, my lyrics never been bland I construct flows like buildings, call me Tha Arkhitekt Cause whenever I write, I'm 100% circumspect Nervous emcees get wrecked, decked and chin-checked By the flows I connect and inject Respect the analysis, my style is the cannabis Your style is blasphemous, your defeat is calamitous