Dawn of the Misfit

My mind on an album, C-Lance on the beat
I'm headed to the top with this album no retreat
Soundlab on the mix so call that a triple threat
If you're feening for a fix then come check out my set
Unchained, unfazed, an arrange such a melody
The way I amaze should really be a felony
Ok ok You don't need to keep telling me
Pray for the day I'm taking you all to hell with me
Presently so heavenly, pleasantly so devil
Devilish and rebelling with rhymes that you can revel with
Rhymes are artillery, mind is ability,
The time has aligned, so find an auxiliary
They call me maniacal, lyrics they are mechanical
Mangle you with the hammer I use when I damage you
I swing swords and clash with animosity
We enduring the thrash in fact I'm the anomaly

A beast battering beats with no limit son
I'm seen scattering mc's go get er
done
My mind meddling rhymes are unsettling
You been pushing your whip and I been just peddling
They call me white lightning, steady on the mic an
I been ripping it up cause I'm the mic titan
The strength of a thousand mc's
profoundly
Get up on the mic it's like I'm just pounding
Your heads in, you're dead then someone get my meds an
Im a make sure that you're fucking force fed them
Im a be a nightmare, you don't wanna fight here
Somewhere down the line it's time that we all fight fair
Gotta bring the sickness depicted within this
I been with the sick shit just call me the illness
As real as it gets so ya fucking with the realness
Don't lie to yourself cause you know you're gonna feel this

They call me the Misfit, show up with my fists lit
Never gave a fuck, what makes you think I give shits
Get up on the mic and recite my lyrics ripped it,
Leave you all lifted, comatose and listed
Gist is, simplistic lyrics are not my niche bitch
Come around here had better be optimistic
I'll come around there just watch me go ballistic
Man it's not fair the wrath of those persistent
The depth that I reach from my speech is a glimpse in
My life on the mic but i'll write an i'll
feast when
I unleash with the force of a beast who's been keeping
Up with the beat sweeping, enough of the cheap speaking
I write to entice these rhymes are my life
You don't know what it's like I light the mic right
I been digging in the dirt don't mind if my back hurt
I gotta just make it work I ain't moving backward



Credits
Writer(s): Andrew O'donnell
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