Dutchmassive
Yo there's a distance here
Yo there's a distance there
Here a diss there a diss everybody's dissin' me
Yo I'm out of options
The force of impact on local voices stays constant
Build a massive anger and now I'm lost in
Jealous of my homage vocals and rough delivery
You're sick of me
Saddened by the fact we marked history
The first amongst professionals emerging from Junk Planet
Planned in tropic states and then we start expanding
I'm the d**est lyricist
17 and always stressed
Cause my f**ked up outlook on life I stay vexed
I'm the best at what I do I'm not a man you can defeat
Here's advice to all you cipher talk is cheap
I delete assholes with abundance of animosity
I'm still the d**est even though you f**ked up my sound quality
An oddity outcast that's straight from the normal
Now who's the piece of s**t
Ya'll cats is stupid
Celph Titled
You know it's atomic when you can't stop the rain
Ravage bodies for segments and sediments
Ain't a d**n thing changed
My persona precise conducts riveting performances
One hundred percentages
Vision of succeeding is fictitious like unicorn's with contact lenses
What
Most don't know what
Much of those freakin' are stisters staggering to sisters
Stops theirs sisters stuttering and study my rhymes
You can shake my hand but use the other to count your blessings
We be the three horsemen of this art form odd numbers the essence
Flashing automatic weapons is blasphemous
You'd better hold something heavy
When me and the clique combine the counter reaction's unbelievable
Thus inconceivable
Yo G Clef hold me back
This ain't your average gun clap rap
From New York City to TPA and back
Make sure you pick up a brochure or pamphlet for info
On how I single handed turn drama MC hamlets in to omelets
Quite nicely minus the spicy additive
The saddest kids at a loss for adjectives to describe these wacks s**t passages
Wait a minute wait a minute cut this s**t ay man you got to get more hyped up than that
Yo I ain't even feeling you Dutch
Verse 3：Dutchmassive
Ayo commence with the gibberish
Face it ain't nobody hearing s**t
I think too much to be an imitating lyricist
My experience lacking of qualities of stability
C'mon ya'll are killing me
I rearranged identities and ride galactic centipedes
More enemies to diss my ego
Nah Duke I'm just confident
Battling Demigods I exit out the Alpha Project
Flying objects emit from the arms of order logic
You are all now my hostage
There is no escape from the carbon glass surrounding
You're trapped in your own bulls**t ways of gettin' down kid
Emotion filled bastard battle scars I have none
Lookin' towards the future makes me wanna purchase mad guns
Stunned to the fact that I act like I don't care
But I'm not mad at the world just everybody living here
Dutch you still wack
Verse 4：Celph Titled
Yo life's a snitch God forbid the b***h would bore me
I Practice with travel sorcery transcend velocities immortally
Spittin' ammunition in all directions I'm every man's fear
You could turn yourself invisible but you still couldn't stand clear
I live in the flesh only when I'm wearin' it
Flow active and narrative
Speak with many tongues leaving MC's speechless Samaritans
I get more applaud than God at the Gospel Awards
My acceptance speech was immortalized in stone tablets before the Dinosaurs
Beyond the limits that are humanly possible
Ripping your hair out follicle by follicle
Diabolical vandalist f**k graffiti artists
I'm the Vampire
I'd rather tag your name with your cardiovascular excrements
Motherf**ker this is your last will and testament
Celph Titled sincerely yours the man who exhales toxins
Holdin' down the tropic state we carry knives to cut our boxes
Word life MC's act like they can flow
I know you fackin' Jacks cause you as hardcore as the Cosby Show
