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God like

King of kings
Never tasted defeat
Get a taste of his feet while you’re placed on your knees
You’ve been chasing the cheese while I’m wasting these beats
Blazing the beet
Grazing the speakers
Amazing the peeps filling places in bleachers
Erasing these geezas who complacently speak
Never hasty or reach,
this the pace of the streets,
it’s a race to the peak
Slow and steady, know I’m ready for the blow
Growing very very tall
Flow like I float in a boat in your swimming pool
I’ve been killing fools, this the pinnacle
I’m giving all my enemies an enema of adrenaline
So they better bring the energy and not settling
We’re wrestling with everything we got, in our guts, it’s a must
It’s an upset, take an up step, the plate is awaiting
And the king is impatient, don’t make him irate
I’m already irrational, and passionate to bash you all with facts in a fashionable manner
Throw a spanner in your works hope it hurts where it matters
I disperse with the chatter and emerge with the Earth in the palm of my hands
You should curb all the charm and your plans
Cause I heard that your psalms and your chants are a laugh for the fans
Where’s your mans, switching sides,
He’s a Stan in disguise
Wish he ran with my pride
Where’s your pride, where’s your fight, where’s your fire, I’ll ignite with my light
I entice with my shine
I excite with my mind
They’re reciting my lines with new life in their eyes
They’ve been spiked, psilocybin
Enlightened, the nicest surprise
Grab knife if you’d like you a slice
But the price that you pay is good day to your time
That you stay there behind, on the mic,
Either slay me with rhymes or goodbye
Cause I’m taking your life with my lines
You can fight all you like
But it’s unlikely to work
It don’t hurt, cause your words haven’t earned my respect
Here’s your turn, do your best
Don’t get burned when you step in my ring
Don’t forget, I’m the king, and the second that the ring of the bell starts to swell, so as well, will your skin
This the hell that you’re in
Bet you fell for my grin, now your paying for the way that you’ve been straying off the path, here’s a graph of your sins

Lust, you’ve been hurrying to bust
Gluttony, you stuff your face so suddenly
Wrath, you’re so angry when you rap
Greed, you take way more than what you need
Pride, that you couldn’t keep inside
Sloth, you don’t take part you’d rather watch
Envy, cause you wanna be like Benzy
Now, you begin your journey down
Written by Benzy_420 (BTheW)
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