Verse 1:
The name's Fiyablasta, got it memorized?
The abstract king is about to give you oblivion
Giving you vivid lyrics of written k**ings by spilling
The ink on the ceiling like villains who dig gore, right
Take a sec to dissect as I digress
That I inject with the technique
Of the phlebotomist, you got the gist? The thought is this:
There will be blood as if he had the tech gotten pissed and spotted a crip
And he murders these verses
It's sure this person terms it
As a handicap match because many can't catch
How he's handing back slaps while strapping a backpack
This is for the books so I call it the body bag
Leaving more people wrapped up than Saudi has
Got them all disgusted like I gave them a snotty rag
And still say I operate smoother than a Sade track
You guys sound like the shoddy shack
I mash them for the mansion; he brought it back
To when hip hop was the game you compete in
Like what Nintendo did to Super Smash
But I don't care who's on the roster
I'm calling ya'll out like youse the imposter
Deal with it like Callie, I keep it hot in Topeka
So rip off artists are just Bloo at The Fosters
Cause
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Here comes a new challenger (4x)
The proverbial dragon came back for some action
Cause the people's been asking what the game has been lacking
Here comes the new challenger
So emcees get your talent up
Verse 2:
Why must I build you up to the sk**
I'd rather drill this hotness into your head like a sk**et
But that would traumatize your lil' head to be blunt
I home run derby; just want base, then he bunts
You turn up then he punts
While I just score bored of battling these weak chumps
Now you see he got game like Jesus
Know what's in it like EA's RapGenius
Hip Hop is my genus, lyricist is my species
They say we're endangered, but I disagree we're conserved by the shares and the retweets
They request that I Make it out Alive cause they need me
So I told them to Run the Jewels
Back to have Logic Under Pressure and the Shady Crew sounding Chief Keef
Bang Bang, shots fired like Made You Look
And I ain't busting for a major look
But they think it's a joke when I'm dogging one hit wonders
So I aim at greater danes to cook
Now can you smell me?
I can't leave a stone unturned in this search
For an opponent with something they can tell me
Hah! Like Kanye back in the day
Without the paper Kim K. tried to sell me
I'll break the web like an enemy of Peter Parker
Going harder than K. Lamar; eat your heart out
If you're fixing to get in my dinner then shout
Leave no leftovers, the bones go to the grouch
No need to keep it street to stay on top like sesame
Just chef them with cuisine the ingredients in the recipe
Even Ramsey would say I'm a master
If we go by the bar, you lightweights would be plastered
But
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Verse 3:
I should of warned you, this warrior is gon' destroy these foes
Thinking I'm inexperienced, but the thing is that theory has
Got me on a Scott Pilgramage and you're the native souls
You see you exes must exit or I'll posses your home
Cause when my song hits your Plymouth's speakers
You know in the end I'm winning the bouquet you're getting reserved my soles
No way, now way! They protest, but I'm guessing
They ain't checking their history so repetitive lives
Gon' stay the same! Don't think I'm a threat
And you'll be in the next people vexed they ain't in the best 5
Until they say young man! You're barred
From bringing bars, barbarian. You're basically Babar
Barricade his barrage of BB's! But if I'm armed
I'm B.A. Baracus busting bullets of the AR
B-A-B with the A-R?
Guess that does make me the elephant in the room
You're dealing with the Abstract King
Truthfully, I don't get why you think you could duel
Cause cowboy if we quick draw, we couldn't get draw
I'm scalene with no equal
A major heavyweight about the raise the stakes
By climbing up to say, "Come at me, bro!"
Cause
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