Evil Geniuses Are Back (Holy Fuck)

[complexity]

my common-flow's-paced to bomb-n-blow-waste
like i been defecatin on the earth from-a-low-place, have the surface lookin worse than domino's-face
we spit at a phenomenal-pace, dominate-fakes, we take props along-with-the-hate
cuz we the longing-to-make, careers out of bombing-the-states, peers and who ever else cant accommodate
evil geniuses mixed up like tom-n-hate, gossipin when we commentate
we speak-amongst, tweak-the-guns..n have each shell seek-ya-lungs
blow-them-to-fractions,keep-the-pun we leave emcees frozen-through-rappin
when we go-into-action, holdin-the-mac-ten,
blowing-your-backs-in, put you at home-in-the-casket
got a gat it only takes a moment-to-blast-it
like a cigaratte leave a hole-in-your-jacket
you will need doctors sewing-to-patch-it
rollin-thru-faggots, top down showin-u-mac-clips, drive by ya hood throwin-a-match-lit,
gaseline poored on ya body till the soul-from-ya-crack-spits, gassed-shit,
use ya like target-practice, have u raped behind bars-n-latches,
leavin handicap from the waist up n ya arms-in-patches
we are harmin-half-wits with mental capabilities
nobody besides ekoms is straight-as-ill-as-me
we hate-humility, dont make-me-belittle-these
crazy-little-gs, i will need God to save-me-literally
lately-sick-of-me, tired of this lifestyle that's made-me-live-for-free
its too pricey for the cost-of-death,
world's fucked up worse than coke n heroin..crossed-with-meth
only flaws-r-left, now gaspin like my lungs
were punctured from the loss-of-breath
that's why we have lots-of-rep, embrace-the-flaws
with open arms, in the form of breaking-laws
we buy bullets and pack suitcases-with-clips
and shoot-cases-of-spit hitting two-places-to-quick
for your eyes, to adjust before slugs go through-faces-with-tips
news-traces-the-slips, left from the murder scene of a psychopath,
the type-to-laugh hyped-with-wrath,
so silent n accurate he'll snipe-ya-back,
decompose ya body n have it turned from white-to-black
we fight-through-rap, our minds-a-weapon
it's time-to-step-in with combined-aggression
and spit 100 bars 1000 times-a-second
it's September 12th and we can turn it into nine-eleven
if we find-a-weapon, i'll bet your dying-to-test-it
and when you die-its-a-message, to all those who are trying-to-text-spit
implying-ur-next-kid, u bitches relying-on-text-with vexed-shit
that's wat seperates the boys-from-men
i have no choice-but-win, my lyrics snatch ya soul n toys-within,
these bars so deadly its as if i writing with a poison-pen
you want the noise-to-end? shut-off-your-speakers
we scream fuck-off-ta-leaders
fans-swarm-the-streets, we were born-to-lead
when we transform-the-beats, from the norm-to-leet
spit flames like a storm-with-heat, horns-discreet enough to warn-the-fleet,
swarn-defeat, depression mourned-the-keys..shit, now my life written down been torn-to-pieces
so we form-the-thesis, in the form-of-jesus,
leaving paper torn-with-creases,
on the side and down-the-center,
now-adventure to our lab where we write-dope-shit
and stay light-focused, that's right, dope wordplay stuck-in-the-middle
fucking-scribble-bs, like recess, ive had enough-of-civil-rejects
above-the-piss, soiled n stuffed-for-bizz, wow i can't believe i lived-for-this,
carvin at ya chest with ya ribs ripped-to-bits, these fist-of-his, makes me so fuckin sick its as if i got syphilis,
coughin-n-pukin, its often-amusin, pausin-n-mutin, rewindin to start watchin-abuse-n lost-in-confusion
has my mind in shattered-remains, words gathered-in-flames, splatterin-brains, i rather-refrain,
you will stagger-in-pain, ill stab ya with a dagger-in-flames,
leave you with so many slashes you will think its a rell fiasco-drop,
you try to make this asshole-stop, I'll leave this dragon-slain
go back-n-train, its E.G, remember to catch-the-name
before Kurse and Viral we snatched-the-game
we attack-your-brain intellectually and with gatz-the-same

[-TraMaTiK-]

wow..LOL..jaw droppin this was hot as hell..i think this shud go under classic drops or whatever its called..this was krazy as fuck man,killin the multis like krazy,the flow hardly fell off,sick ass shit..these bars made me go like 'damnnnn'

implying-ur-next-kid, u bitches relying-on-text-with vexed-shit
that's wat seperates the boys-from-men
i have no choice-but-win, my lyrics snatch ya soul n toys-within,
these bars so deadly its as if i writing with a poison-pen
you want the noise-to-end? shut-off-your-speakers
we scream fuck-off-ta-leaders
fans-swarm-the-streets, we were born-to-lead
when we transform-the-beats, from the norm-to-leet
spit flames like a storm-with-heat, horns-discreet enough to warn-the-fleet,
swarn-defeat, depression mourned-the-keys..shit, now my life written down been torn-to-pieces
so we form-the-thesis, in the form-of-jesus,
leaving paper torn-with-creases,
on the side and down-the-center,
now-adventure to our lab where we write-dope-shit
and stay light-focused, that's right, dope wordplay stuck-in-the-middle
fucking-scribble-bs, like recess, ive had enough-of-civil-rejects

hot as fuck^..props on this EG..loved it id give a 9.5 or better

[Ambiguous Realm]

thanks, btw tom on my last verse u left out the ending to it.. but its fine lol

[Momeijah]

Lol Who Said That 1st Bar?

[Ambiguous Realm]

lol well there was only 2 of us writing

[Momeijah]

u Should've Done The Colour Reference Shit.


So Who's The Tricky Mothafucka Who Said it? Lol

[Ambiguous Realm]

lol i guess tom figured people could tell the difference between our lyrics

[Momeijah]

Well it Kinda Seemed Plex's Style Since i Actually Read a Bit Of it.


Plex... Fuck u!

[Ambiguous Realm]

lmao, no i wrote it haha.. how stupid can u be

[Momeijah]

EkomS, Die.

EDIT: NAH U CANT RESURRECT OR GET EXTRA LIVES LOL!!11


Lol Had To Be Done.