Element., Classthe King, & MC Anonymous Collab

[Element.]

Element., Classthe King, & MC Anonymous First Collab,


(Element. Yeah i know my one is bad im still workin on my multi's )
As I spit these raps that, you can’t even handle
Were killin out dreams, easy as, blowin out a candle
Element and Classic, rhymes make grimey slums silent
Trying to shake us out, but as time becomes violent
I’m like a cactus, not moving and ready to prick
Anyone who wanna start, then it'll just feel like'a flick
You’ll be blown apart you equal’s target and I’m the dart
Easy from the start, here to crush your little brittle heart
as you and your rhymes are weak, even this whore's stronger
so if you want, come back fresh, push her around more longer
im just gonna come in, and set you out on what you need to know
i have people say your wack, you want speed to flow
pick up on these multi's, just kill and bleed threw hoe
im on my knee's, and to tired to feed you show
i need to leave but ma heart keeps sayin no
so if you cant catch my flow, you read into slow


(Sentus)
The raps I spit give cancer to men
When Elements on a track there’s no answer to him
Now the chances are thin you’re advancin again
I’m enhanced with the pen with ranseurs as limbs
My plans are to end your game as I bust ya sound
I’ll hunt ya down till you give me the fuckin crown
Spit a hundred rounds until you touch the ground
Beware of Antero Vipunen from the underground
You wonder how I spit like this you little fool
Well I’m harder than R Kelly in a middle school
I know you’re pitiful so don’t fight to the death
I don’t rap words apparate from the mic to my breath
I’m righteous and blessed, spittin that foul sauce
I'm more than man; I descend from the Nawaos
You’ve now lost, it’s evident i ain’t bringin you joy
All your dogs bite me like I’m a fuckin chew toy


(Mc Anonymous)
Serpent a pen with the venom,
Never ending lyrics I'm sending, bending people till they demin is ''ripped off'' like burnin'
I'm deserving of the medal of honor
If you wanna, I drop kick Michelle Obama for not smokin marijuana
The type to kick a bitch upon her chest until her breasts
Is touching the left of her spine, now that's really wrecking her mind
Never ending tested design
Ever bending message through rhyme, the type to put a vice to your eyes
Only man who’s splitting atoms with his bare hands
Come of the top like busting nuts on top of your hair strands
I'm hitting harder blocks than Mario does
My bullets all around your body like some cardio blood
I'm quick enough to put the barrel in my mouth and pull the trigger
Run around the earth, go back, then catch it with my fingers
Writing passages in manuscripts, you fuckers couldn't handle this
Amateurs turn my hand to fist, give you it like philanthropists
There’s is no understanding this, *****, you couldn't manage it
Everyone think that they the best but they couldn't dismantle SHIT
Flow is like a frozen river, they just can't ride over it
Mine is a like a broken liver, sicker from the coke n shit
Fiend for my lyrics, I'll deliver you the opiates
Beam to your spirits, they'll just sliver you to openness
Force feed my lyrics, have you swallow slow and choke on it
Battery acid spitting; your hallow bones are soaked in it
Your walk is see through, like Cinderella
And all my virus covers to the T like fucking umbrella
Got my rhyme book locked in a cellar
You will never get it; you will never be that person rocking the letters
Raping Miley Cyrus, Throwing Justin Beiber in fires
Rip off they skins and faces, use them as my disguises
You'll never try this, vicious as a bitch
That doesn't want to do the fucking dishes in the kitchen, as she's throwing knives at children

[Spyder]

element i wasnt feelin man, just nothing stuck out as good rhyming or creativness

class, this was lackin for you bro. nuff said

anon did your thing, like some of the punches in there, so much for too busy for collabs

[Element.]

element i wasnt feelin man, just nothing stuck out as good rhyming or creativness

class, this was lackin for you bro. nuff said

anon did your thing, like some of the punches in there, so much for too busy for collabs

Yeah mine was bad but we didnt really have any idea what to rap about so we just done 16 random lines, so thats most prob why i didnt make sense much.