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certified lyricist - don volatile lyrics

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[verse 1: don volatile]

it’s the approval of these bars that strike sooner than you expected/
i have requested every corner of the planet earth to keep my message/
enveloped and embellished, writer’s p-ssage off the bracket/
a total package of proper material with psalms i’m blessed with/
camouflaged protected, lyrics rested on a mascot/
we birds of the same further flock with spirits enchanted/
lyrical patriot blessed with words that manifested/
a citizen of the land with sons of the gods’ blood inherited/
science labs examine it, professional mode of excellence/
in sequestered presence guarded by a glittering moon crescent/
get the clearance, i move the m-sses like quaking stages/
at the neural basis my music is fatal like viral sicknesses/
insurmountable molecular catalyst, atomic rampages/
with the efforts of sages my power resonates with lion’s cages/
my metronome ablazes when i spit flaming razors/
with a vocal anatomy that tarnishes all the hip hop fakers/

chorus

it’s the bars, the lyrics/the words, the physics/the page, the pen, the brain, semantics/
the energy, thoughts, the mic/this is don volatile the certified lyricist without the gimmicks/

[verse 2: don volatile]

it’s more of a shipwreck in the studio booth when i spit the nukes/
the proof is in the pudding when my weaponry blast the avenue/
this is when the sharpshooter moves causing skeletal bullet wounds/
sonic booms amplified by crystal volcanic monsoons/
i’m heartless like cia reptilian terrorist goons/
with collective energy from the moon chakras carried by pilot balloons/
there’s no excuse when i shatter your crew into pieces of melting cubes/
my acoustic tunes gather sp-ce soot and spit out the fumes/
it’s spontaneous, my raps are sharp without the effects of the piff/
creative animalistic wits carnivorous perfect fit/
candles lit, my mental fitness is that of a grid/
of maps drawn in my corpus callossum showing burgundy h-ll’s pit/
i’m therapeutic with my music, a fluid druid pulpit/
a canon full clip to annihilate the sucker’s movement/
i’m k!lling this track with rhythm on a pad, medicinal delivery for the ill/
dress to k!ll when i swing swords on stage until the blood spill/

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