Freestyle Poem by Malevolent M.c

Freestyle



Ona dark night, i spoke to the dark gods of the sky, who embraced me maliciously in the night while i cried.
They said they'd give me the powers to rhyme, only if i succumb to daemonic possesion of mind.
so when you look at me, and see a mouth, eyes, hands, fingers and toes, teeth, hair, ears cheekbones and a nose, realize that there is a malevolent daemon who coincides with intent to destroy all weak minds that resist and subside.

My style comes nicely with flow equippable, is unapplicable to anything ralating to typical, it's discpicably pitiful to think that i could flow one way, i'm lyricaly pivotal. And that's okay i bust a rhyme anytime, anyday of the week, try and come and me, and i'll take you down, with the razors i speak. straight to the ground, where you beg and ya pleed while you gripe from you knees, i be Malevolent Mc
The flow bastion, who's will easily blocks any counteraction, i'll leave your fortress in shambles, from a simple infraction. Subtraction, addition your interaction, regardless of what you think, i think my voice is relaxing,
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i flow so visually, it's like we be playing pictionary, i rhyme vocabulary so you need the dictionary to follow the words that continue to be portraying, i try to make your mind move, and never be staying in the dark, i try to make your mind spark, i use strange words with the intentions to make you smart.
It's like a conquest of legacy, to evscerate the the evil in the enemies, but to leave them alive, i never want to hurt, that is not for what i strive.
It be my destiny - Inside to flow the lyrical remedy, to clear the evil thoughts from the so called enemies, and leaving ya feeling lovely never regretting anything, smashing all the villainy, follow me, i guarantee
it will all end up in clear state of peace.

I concentrating love firepower, straight on your heart, seducing you down quickly before you could start - to get a grip, or come to your senses, and even if you did, i'm methodically relentless.



Your name be (name) my name be I.A.N, i flow like gold bullion, you copper like a cent, i hit ya like a hurricane, so fast i came a went before you ever heard me, felt me or even hinted a scent.


My Name is Malevolent Mc, and i may be new to the game, but i have a different goal, that doesn't concern any money or fame, it's even difficult for me to explain my motives to a very simple society, but it isn't hopeless

I don't want anything to do with drinking alcohol or beers, and i don't even want a fraction from friggen Brittany spears.

Deviant, steady exceeding, always disbelieving clogging all perception, leaving you never seeing. The deeper message hidden out in the open, Malevolent Mc, leaving all perception broken but heeding the deeper thoughts that i have awoken, sitting steady dodging heavy, while speaking the words unspoken.

evasivly eluding the tentacles set for brooding, leaving the misconstrueding, to the ones who are fueding, heading off to places that seem to be secluding, so i can get away from all the madness that is pursuing, my mouth is stuck on deluded spewing,

block all these thoughts of deliberate misintention, i'll show you the true way, we'll take the intervention.
you see, even if you listen, you still wouldn't be hearing, for me it's different, it's deep within my spirit

You think life's about being better, not about being good, I see now you deny it, and i knew that you would

i aint concerned with getting money or being the best like dj khaled, i'd rather sit in my room and listen to a beautiful ballet, or a symphany, it's suddenly appearing much like an epiphany.You see, i'm the soothsayer, layer for layer, foretelling the future, i see you under there, running your hands through your hair, rippin, expression that of the antonym of 'care'. Utter your prayers and utter your chants, my diabolical deviation creation accerleration got ya pressured to back into a corner, punching with desperation, but now you see my affiliation coicides with the definition of annihilation
now please stop, showing off your lyrical demonstration, like technique said, you aint dope enough to spit self glorification, and this may be short, but i'm just giving you time to nail your memorization.



I display skills, encased in picture stills movie reels revealing the scene that spills all the i feel


Explosions from expulsion to emulsion perportioned by the quotient, i know this, study lyrics so you hear it, never fear it i always adhere em to the nearest connection connected in the center of the skull, always leaving the full sensation of the soul. Eat me up, like cereal from a bowl, i teach you all you need to know through insight that i write, then i hype sights that i like, slice and dice all from the fight you know who i be the axiom aka malevolent Mc, the master of spiritualism lyrics always free

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