Lyrical Beatdown.

[MC Anonymous]

Anonymous the opiate crusher,
I put the coke in it, wonder, will it make them stall in like soviet russia
got the power, man I'm holding the thunder
Bold in my under-ground bunker, where I'm making all appropriate wonders
leave your spirit outstanding like some credit card debt
mouth cannon keeps shouts blastin, so edit ya steps
I make it so my etiquette's best
got my rhetoric es-sense, a little bit of Edison zest
it's, something I can fit in a sentence
spit it extensive, see the bars and rip it per second
fuckers couldn't touch where the bars go
haven't read my lines even if you went and scanned them like bar codes
data to deliberate to let go
spit it with best flow, rhyme connects the block like it's legos
I'm tired of the shit that you feed me
My flow maybe just a liquid but it's solid like T3.