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The illest

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Yo, you know burks the illest
The cool young cat die hard like bruce willis
Rhymes fatter than dunder mifflins phylliss
Attack the track and rap un tillits
Over, holier than Jehovah
On the bball court got mo range than a rova
Told ya, I get better as I get older
No reason to doubt that I sound like Hova
No h to the izzo, its b to the kizzay
Spin so many rhymes make the crowd get dizzay
They want me to hit em one more time like britnay
I can hip, hop, rock, barrel roll like slippay

Slip slip slippin
No passport but you trippin
Never tired, my flow is iron like ripken
Won't retire, like a lisp I keep spittin'
So competition, make like skoal and start dippin
Bad days I'm 23 and yo best game is pippen
Putts you're missin, I'm knockin chips in
Your futures lookin dark cause my flow is eclipsin'
Eagle sharp eyes so I always pay attention
And did I mention, my brain's got ammunition
My flow's a smith and Wesson
The barrel you are swimming
Is where I do my fishin
So when you get to dissin
That's when I puts my clip in
Takes you to my kitchen
Turn you to a dish and
You get served
At a loss for words?
You can't define me like adjectives to verbs
Hip-hop jesus with the flow like bird
Skills so deft, deaf kids have heard
Dumb kids sing when I start rhymin
I've seen the light so my rhymin's blindin'
Rhymes so tight like I'm punchin hymens
Crucify a beat like I'm Pontius pilate

Food for thought, I'm feedin five thousand
A&Rs took me to the peak of the mountain
Disregarding all of the cash I'd be counting
I jumped off on my own and then came back bouncing

Return anticipated like the coming of jesus
Bigger than the beatles and shaq o neals penis
Flow catchier than venereal diseases
Understand my rhymes and you're the rap genius

You Diomedes, you get your own chapter
I'm the type they like to name a tendon after
You're joe thyzz to my LT sacker
I'll be the one left standin' after rapture
And come disaster, you're fema to my Katrina
Talk about beats, I'm ike and you're tina
You write Haikus, I do sestinas
Rhymes on point like a ballerina
I live on the mic, and you're a tourist
So when I rap, you should run like forrest
Your best verse is worse than my poorest
Forfeit, 'fore I kicks rhymes, chuck Norris
I'm just right, the third bowl of porridge
10's across the board ain't high enough to score it
The shoes I leave to fill are enormous
And with that wack verse, you're a poor fit
So get a new job, get off the microphone
Rhyme crazy like I'm in the Tyson zone
Ignite when I strike mikes -- lightnin' flow
I'm on one wheel while you're trikin', yo
Like mentos and coke man I'm hype to blow
You dormant volcano, you might explode
Rhymes explore the deep 'cuz I'm like Cousteau
This is amazon rap, man I like to flow

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