these fake rappers are like medusa showing many faces
my rhymes heat up this cipher till you see an oasis
in the distances you see the towers of the shaolin temple
don’t think about stealing these rhymes son n put em on another instrumental

were out here killing each other like thomas and jerry
it might be the 25th but its not very merry
you got these men dying faster than mid-evil witches on a stake
this dream must be fake, snipers crawling through the white dirt like a snake

the same sons who sold their mothers into prostitution
now started babbling and talking about a revolution
the shit is embarrassing, you don’t want me to start tattling
some men aren’t ready to kill you need to man up cos its happening

these soldiers will be destroyed with my magical wisdom
I do the knowledge god, crucify em like a 3rd century christian
torture, gotta make them speak and tell us where they hid the treasure
this shit is extortion, the price on your life I cant measure

but I will testify and get away with your murder cos yeah thats so common
war crimes is nothing to me, do the reverse and throw you whole squadron in the oven
and all you see left is the burnt remains like our captors
I laugh cos it was written in stones by your savage ancestors

1, 2 check I still got it so put the mic on
In my mouth I got venom spit it out like a python
Stirring up anger that rages into a typhoon, like a pirate I control the seven sea
Finger on the nuke button, end of the word, the mayans aint got shit on me

Raging anger and flashes of lighting with my hammer you can call me thor
They gave me the 5th day yo, im declaring war
I was once in your position, we were chained in a dungeon
Inhuman thoughts when they crunched him

Bones poppin out, so you know this will be animal behaviour
No ones coming, we got a mile away killer to get your saviour
The bullet travels, comes out of nowhere and goes right between the eyes
Mathematical equation, I know the pyramid secrets that points to the sky’s

Ten thousand years of sleep, ive awoken
Dreamin of the truth that needs to be spoken
Slavery and oppression, im friends with the knowledge god
The sun looking down when I cut your severed head with my fishing rod

Hmm my best creativity style rhyme yet.....i might add more on to this
later on...but havent got a 2nd verse

the prophecy

"ambition, to get to the top position by not takin a sellin out incision,
my mission, transportin rhymes through transmission,
sit in a sittin position and listen to the bars stronger than a prisons,
slippin in the ears hissin,
makin the sane mind insane, fourhead sweatin glistenin,
injectin paranioya and hysteria in the brain like an addiction,
need prescriptions to listen to the shit im spittin,
atomically stoppin me is possibly a mockery since i am the prophecy,
here to bring truth to the philosophies of the one bringin hip hop
back in a state of harmony,
movement instead of a bussiness,
quick sip this shit im spittin to fully feel the affect,
through the asophougus down the neck,
into the stomach and expect the acid to rip your arteries and intestines,
teachin lessons preachin blessins,
givin the weak hearted lyrical vesectomies,
prove your not a man, every one is less than me,
make government officials inspectin these,
rhymes that be infectin the fake steez of rappers weakenin there kneez,
LLyRiC, droppin these mockeries of hip hop
properly for i am the prophecy."