Merlin on Madness (Explicit)

Ima new school head

With an old school feel

Rhyme chat back

Get whacked

No deal

The realest in the game

Give an audience thrills

Don't try battle rap me

Or the cap hollow tip gets peeled

Hard like a caramel

Apple that's been chilled

Cold in my step

How I'm walkin

Everybody wanna steal

Steal my flows

Grill my woes

Kill my foes

Real typos

Gets me live folks

Untouchable in the booth

No knife pokes

Only rhymes talkin bout my hopes

And how I'll get wired

On a fool who tries approach

I just smile

When I get wild

Then it's time to choke

No buds there

I'm Puffin

I won't chuckle

At ya joke like it's nothin

Rub me the wrong way

Better get runnin and hope

The family heirloom

I ain't pulling

Then I push in to ya throat

War on the game

I'm the one

That's tuggin the rope

Loose ends

Tied off

I'm coming

Real rap bars

You emcees stay frontin

My lyricisms stunnin

Big flash bang

You act prang

Buds turned to ash

This cat lands

On all 4 feet

And on the fall

I didn't even lose my cap man

Speakers bust when I trust mics

This speaker is thrust upon

Ya like the dead of night

So shush when I'm speakin

Or the bad dog is gonna bite

And trust me my brother

You don't really

Wanna have a fight

King B on the bars

Shits about ta get

About ta get tight

King b on the bars

Shits about ta get

About ta get tight

Yo

No sheath

Ready for you

Sword bleeds

Machete does too

Smoke tress

We will trouble you

And still see

Like the Hubble do

Can't stop change and

Now I'm cross-faded

I'm see double you

H-A-T

Ya gonna do

So like Frankenstein

When it comes to life

Don't brave it alone

You've come to die

CK and KB

Sayin hello

Slap me I'll slap you twice

And brake your nose

Death called declined

She's saved on ma phone

From the last time

She was shaking my bone

And tried starting shit

Like who you tryna argue with

**** death the darkest *****

Fat ass but not the largest tits

Leave her with the hardest itch

To scratch

Then depart from this

Come to yo apartment

That ya starvin in

After burning

Ya farm and kids

Like bar and grill

I'll bar at will

Come in

With a bar and drill

A whole in ya head with an auger bit

You ain't a bar from this

You're far from this

Level I'm parking in

With MONARK singing

Ring-a-ring of roses

Pocket full of posers

And they all fall down

Ring my ring of stoners

Stop em were the closers

And I call more rounds

***** this ink like toner

Pop it on like homework

Brain will store all sounds

Blink and sink in domes and

Part em like I'm Moses

And cops dogs found

Ya body weak and cold

About two weeks old

Starting to breed the mould

That I'm breaking

Games shaking

We need to be

Reacquainted

Monarky fresh

But we ancient

Gods from the depths

And greatness

Blatant