PRYSM - SPOOKY

〈Intro〉
Ay yea, my fastest one
Get back there
Get back there

〈Verse〉
Hit it so perfect, I’m eating my lunch
Flow is just hurting, i’m feelin like a shotgun
Spooky, like trick or treat, im spitting for fun
Clock is just tickin, this definitely isn't luck
I’m spewing this junk out, it's all random
Off on, picked lock, yes no, right wrong
Easy to short songs hard to the longs
Pause, feelin like a beast im a dem-on
Heat, there's a freakin reason
A behemoth, bars so hard they hold up between the earth
This is becoming easier, and easier
This could take mе one week, or three months
I’ll give you a cold, i’m freezing, on thesе
I’ll resurrect myself, i’m literally Jesus
The keys to your future in the work
That your avoiding, don't worry bout me
Just boiling, every line I write, i destroy it
Destroying, your kinda disappointing
It’s boring the most annoying
If I had my homie on here every rhyme would be poisoning
I got big bills, kinda like a platypus, I spit real
Listen to this rap, attack and every kill
I’m back, lackin repeats, exactly
Yapping about, I can show you real rapping
I feel a whole rapsody, class listen to me
Reap the low, heat on the flow
It's my intention, reason to go
Beats on death row, lethal injection
Be in control, people are jokes
There's zero resting, no stutters, speech impediment
Acetaminophen, medicine, get to the center, end of it
Zero editing, the best of me, better than anybody
That challenged me, and to speak randomly
Gonna need an ambulance
And i win, go slower, nah I speed up
Lines get messy, i gotta clean up
Lick up the plate, I eat up
Can’t lead a beast up, it ain’t easy
Least of me is like killer instinct
Every hit bleeds, get a grip please
Are you even listening, transitioning
Flows, put up your own bars
If your stealing every line, you know
You won't go far, and no slow parts
And clean yo mouth out with a frickin soap bar
Ay, get back there
Said that, fair?
P & P, like shoes we a pair
Yea, get back there
Yea slowing down, feel like a tortoise
Ends about now, there's a little bit more to this
Beat is to short, and I dont need no chorus
Bored of this, till this ends ima flow more of it
Feelin so spooky, feelin like halloween
I know it’s late April, but im excited for treats
Spittin out fire, get smacked with the heat
I ain't no liar, i’m practically unbeat
Lathered and dried up, im washed like a-