Just an aspiring MC looking to make music. For now, I'm going by the name Mr.Quintessential as the word 'quintessential' stands for the perfect embodiment which is what I wanna be in terms of an MC.
Lyrics
Verse 1:
The sickest born kick it with infinite force
I'm fired up to go like the olympic torch
Ancient ninja lord, not a civic sort
so cold hearted there's blizzards in my frigid core
The king of courts as soon's my foot's in the door
Massacre wizards with the sword of gryffindor
verbal intercourse is my whole plan of attack
I came into existence clutchin a pen and a pad
every line I write is a lifelong sentence to death
punch me and your every bodily tendon will snap
I'm a man of respect, the type to go it alone
blessed with a wit sharp enough to slit open your throat
the showmanship pro, I spit over your dome with
infinite intellect, intelligence quotient unknown
the oceans explode
everytime i cast a bottle out to sea containing a piece of my poetic prose
Verse 2:
Striking, hit you with a Zeus-like thunder,
cause I'm deadly off the top like suicide jumpers
my verses got you sweatin' like a july summer
while yours is puttin me to sleep like a goodnights slumber
it fuels my hunger, the way I scrawl's lethal
with a wrist that resembles a chain and ball swivel
I came to brawl people, a mindless savage
might not kill you with this verse but it's a high percentage
I put on a dark cloak when you kids sleep at night
as my mic transforms into a grim reapers scythe
the big dreamer type, I'm the illest known
kleptomaniac, so watch me as I steal the show
dealing blows that will land you in a medical ward
in my hands the pen is mightier than the excalibur sword
a devilish spawn,
as a fetus i rapped circles around my foes with my mother's umbilical cord
Verse 3:
take a second and listen, i'm the freshest its given,
been gone for a minute now i'm back in the business
its exothermic the sickest, spectacular lyrics
i bit the bullet to get here, you can check the ballistics
the rawest rhymer
so what if moses spoke to a burning bush, when i speak to forest fires
heads will roll as i slash'em off the hydra
hence i become death like professor oppenheimer
mind locked in cyphers for thousands of days
i'm second to nothing, the rest a couple hours away
no apex, no limits... i am too great
i lace tracks with dope lyrics... and a doomtrain
an incredible mind, brain cells elephant-size
imma make you eat your hearts out self-cannibalize
you'll never be nice, just turn in the mic
and watch the curtains come down on this verse and your life
