Flow so hard, make 'em think it’s a cyclone,

Rhymes heavy, sharper than a rhinestone.

Mind so quick, got 'em caught in my timezone,

Wordplay acrobat, flipping 'til the night’s gone.

Bomb like Defcon, half marathon,

Flexin' syllables, yeah, this my decathlon.

Pedestrians, they can't fathom my lexicon,

Bengal tiger on the mic, stripes and megatron.

Catch that lyrical whiplash, backtrack,

Verbal smack, haters fade to almanac.

Memory lane paved with gold, that’s fact,

Rhyme like a cannonball, boom, no lack.

Beat drops heavy, crowd on overload,

Verses so sick, need a barcode.

Dance moves kinetic, energy in code,

Synaptic sparks, raps reload.

Rewind the tape, see the lyrical landmine,

Exploding with puns, intertwined like grapevine.

Mic saber swinging, verse cut, fine line,

Spitfire dragon, no leash, can’t confine.

Pen strokes swift, hieroglyphic freestyle,

Ancient flows reborn, transcend the Nile.

Word tsunami waves, speak truth with guile,

Break the mundane, there's no reconcile.