Originally Posted by
Celph Taut
8.12 now...
10 minutes... like it's nothing...
No polyester, son... look how I'm flexing - your texture's um
Manufactured from rappers who haven't seen what the best has done..
It's over, your finished... throw in the towel, now.
The true master's rapping the vowels 'round ya neck, still shooting you cowards, down.
You can't do what I do so you attempt to simulate the design...
Wearing the genetic material on your brain, yet can't 'make up' your mind?
Come on, son. Reality is, you're just taking up time...
You wouldn't bust a grape here, but this verse is sure making you 'wine'..
Drained the supply, now it's back to the vendor...
I'm back smack them rapping contenders... have their ass going right back, where I sent ya.
Ill Finesse is still, at best, a carbon copy.
Got his liquor license online, yet don't got the 'bars' to stop me.
Shot for Shot - Ivan Drago, homie - 'dis starring Rocky...
Leviathan dying in the fire when he's charred, n' groggy.
Waking up from defeat... you definitely ain't fucking with me...
See him, carried by six... in that pine box, where you'll comfortably be.
That's more your image... but this perfect shot, is one for the books..
Another fish in the sea that will die from the punisher's hook..
No Titan Atlas, just God of War... killing you, why you on the board...
..Dropping that weak trash in the forums that we have long ignored
Watch me snore... put me to sleep... but you're here, in the hearse...
Only way he's putting me to rest... is listening to his terrible verse...
Damn right I'm the head man... who are you? the cable guy?
Sounding a bit 'hoarse' over there... yet ain't have a 'stable' line...
Verse after verse, no company had to wait on mine...
"watch" him go to waste... which is irony, 'cuz I won't 'take my time'...