The Unintentionals

Super old 2010 shit

2ndletter, hip-hop’s new recruit/
Approach a track like prey & transform into a vicious brute, sabertooth/ I’m megabyte bout to make these bob and enzo niggas reboot/
These wally west boys tryin to catch up they in high pursuit/
But I’m too fast like max eisenhardt’s boy I’m quicksilver/
And the gap gets larger with every classic line that I deliver/
I’m a champ staring down all of my contenders/
Feels like I’m eating gerbers when it comes to the competition, ya’ll are just beginners/ And we’re so far ahead we’re futuristic/
In a galaxy far far away, not traveling distance/
These clones wanna do battle till they see us and get recalled/
And if you’re persistent you can get the Qui Gon treatment, Darth Mauled/ Man we running this shit like a laxative/
Step back and watch us paint the bigger picture, it’s gon be immaculate/ And we act like we in the NFL when it comes to a problem, we tackle it/ And I’m over the top with mine, on some brian dawkins shit/
So make arrangements cuz the new sheriffs are in town/
And we treatin ya dreams like outlaws they gettin shot down

Even more old stuff (James Bond flow)

00 shit wreckin everything in my vicinity/women admire my virility/enemies plot on how I’ll cease to be/but I evade them gracefully/I display vivid signs of aggression/kill me I come back 10x harder i’m fond of resurrection/gotta have something up the sleeve if you active in this profession/killing shit 101 that’s your 1st lesson/got so many bodies layed out looks like a collage at my feet/follow the rules of espionage though keep shit discreet/better meet physical stabdards if you trying to compete/Cuz I’m in my prime peep the physique/so don’t come half cocked tryin to do field work/that’s one of the leading causes of rookies gettin murked/but the number one being me/have ya boss writing a condolence letter another agent deceased

More old stuff

Think I’m watching raw toonage the way these niggas totally tasteless/feeling like Bill Denbrough cuz I can’t face It/take hold of something pure & simply degrade it/then claim they like us but they ain’t parallel nor adjacent/speaking of angles seems everybody’s got one/I’m shining so hard they run for protection from these rays but still get sun’d (son’d)/they try to rub me the wrong way but there’s no friction/guess the laws of physics & I are indeed a contradiction/so crowd around & watch the prophetic hero get slain/the consequence once artistic integrity’s been distained/guess it’s a massacre cuz chosen one’s a trending claim/& no love is lost my heart pumps novocaine through these veins/so you dogs get prepared to be euthanized/hunger games shit the slaughter will be televised/you in a business where violence can be glorified/so if you say you got that holy flow don’t be surprised when you get crucified

Old stuff

Im like bruce wayne or tony stark/ matter of fact Fuck a white counterpart/ I’m a king call me t’challa/ if you see me stuntin I’m paying homage to Wakanda/ I’m living on the other side of a CCF commercial I don’t need a sponsor/I need competition to eat I’m a monster, Mothra/ My niggas monsters too Godzilla be that nigga izzy/rap game, Tokyo we bringin property damage to the city/like fuck a tax payer/taste buds bland destruction’s the only thing we can savor/think like a necromonger keep what you kill so im coming for the whole game/so skip the bullshit & join the fleet when we call ya name/or get the strode treatment ripped in twain/ so it’s a gruesome death to all our foes/ no need to ask around wtf did it that’s just the way it goes/ detective conan in other words case closed/

Murder Nigga Monday

It’s Murder Nigga Monday so I guess my life’s at stake/gotta get my weight up you know increase my caloric intake/so now the rap game is a buffet & the competition’s on my dinner plate/completely booked my schedule for next month since I’m attending all these wakes/because in no way do I take being the best in the lightest/my new god flow set on death I’m the new Osiris/at best you could only be Anubis yeah you my son I thought you knew this/so lil nigga learn your lineage & pay ya old man homage/Niggas actin like Cypher in the Matrix holdin on to the idea of ignorance being bliss/blind to the knowledge of a desolate world being the one in which they exist/& yeah I’m the Architect so I created that/wack ass MC’s piss me off & that’s how I react/Remember this is murder nigga Monday this how I BEGIN my week/I feel I’m only being merciful delivering a swift death to the weak/but that’s only the first of many obligations for the young god/the competition thinks they can fuck with me so it’s death to whoever sold them that facade

Murder Nigga Monday

Jeans don’t bleed nigga coming off the cuff, them white shoe strings in the J’s aint enough. Dental pearl chain cuz Im back and forth flossing I’m running with the game either way you wanna call it. Shout my nigga Ritz, shout my nigga Dunes, working on the track like a pair of Nike Zooms. All black clique nigga legion of doom, only earth nigga in the force like Recoome. Urban out sweats, frames and a button up this god shit is magic, niggas keep they muggle up. Out here running base to the right like I’m Sosa, dumping on Montana’s guns never in the holster. Say another mother fucking word and this shits over, Sam Jackson with the pistol giving grease out the range rover. Get yo face tatted up like the hangover, aint a porn star alive that could come colder, lane changing off the left shoulder, mixing Texas in the cup with some grape soda. Hold the finish on my jumper just to mouth a hater, so that’s one Jay down like a elevator. I run the west in some red octobers thought I told you, I’m bicken back bringing blood to the summer, at you like twitter taking heads with a stunner, but you aint even know I’m stone cold with the wrist glow, but hotter than that sauté with some crisco. Ray bans just for how the Jacob gleam though, and either way she swing she giving up Nabisco. Make it rain I don’t count stacks, I just blow it in a month and make it all back. Because the internet nigga I got life hacks, making black Michael ask where the white at. I got a louis knapsack that I smash with, something like Meagan Good fixing up a nigga sandwich. I blow that bitch back out like some house slippers, light skins in the house you some field niggas. But really RIP is everything y’all need you better off taking blades to your wrist like Assassins Creed.

#FreshSelect  #MNM

Just because

I ask myself how can I keep my humility intact when greatness is what I want to obtain/I make the differences between me & the competition apparent & just come off as vain/I’m exposing all these “kings” let the people know they’re self proclaimed/so if you can’t live up to your words then I’ma sully yo name/swear it was an reenactment the way these niggas wanna play me/so focused on taking my style when they should take heed/bars deadly I’m one of the four horsemen don’t you see me on top of this steed/so get use to everything you’re feeling now as your dreams of being the one recede/now you look like you had a gastric bypass you ain’t eatin like you use to/I’m turning carnivores to herbivores but that’s just the usual/now they got the feeling they need something else to believe in/got tired of the beef so they went vegan/but I’m a creature of habit so I’ma die in my ways/that means devouring you niggas on the mic all I see are fillets/ and this shit ain’t no trend or new craze/ I’m constipated I been on the same old shit all day

2nd Letter

Girls scream my name like Tenchi Tenchi Tenchi…Muyo, Universe, and in Tokyo/Niggas hate me cuz the bars set on Sensui I got that crazy flow/Or maybe cuz like Tenchi I’m royalty and I ain’t even know/ Stylin’ on these niggas & they lookin’ stupid like Bobobo-bo bo-bobo/not only am I a beast but I’m the leader of the pack call me Lion-O/you try to do the same but prove to be a lil nigga like hamtaro/thought you was cool but that fuck shit made me have to pull your card like Yu-Gi-oh/while I keep getting stronger watch me build up all this chakra like I’m Naruto/Ok now let’s switch it up I’m tired of these similes/bars too great I don’t need to be revamped in order for you to remember me/tryin to be the only one at the top I got that stand alone complex/I’m pulling miracles out of thin air like a fuckin alchemist/ now watch as the opposition becomes a dead man wonderland/I see you’re nothing more than a ghost in the shell….of a man/ one man army I can do everything they can like Ben 10/Or maybe Batman cuz the people know who to call when it’s time to go in

Toonami Raps

I fucks wit no three eyes, save Tenshinhan. The hands you putting on is weaker than the megaton. I’m Vash to the stampedes on my Yusuke when yo spirit bleeds, the heaviest gundam strapped like Trowa Barton in these streets I’m peaked. Other bars is Tenseiga to my rappin Code Lyoko when they happen like they never really happened. I warm it up like a Moltres because I’m fly too, flapping wings to set fire to you pigeons thats tryna fly to.  I go S-cry-ed on these niggas that wanna talk head, Death Note flows you take L’s like L until you all dead it’s real.