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Xearo:
I can send bullets scatterin to be shatterin your bladder/
Stap you with the verbal and lyrical dagger then watch you stagger//
I'll make your lungs, appendix, and spleen splatter, turn you into a cadaver/
My flows are as cold as absolute zero...watch me pause matter//
Ain't noone gettin in my cerebral, I represent evil and schitzophrenic assassins/
Send ya 64' Impala to me crashin and smashin at a wall, to make your spinal cord snappin//
Telekinetically and telepathically implode your cerebellum and hack into your system/
I'll mold and adhere pure evil into a minister, and make a sinister out of a pure Christian//
I got you "Hooked on Phonics" tryin to pronunciate my name, but it remains the same/
The same as your chances of defeating me in a lyric battle, your chances are XEARO//(Zero)
I can metaphysically split atoms and molecules, decreasing your atomic mass/
I can supernaturally turn your organs and skin into ashes from an atomic blast//
Xearo is the type of MC who'll turn your metabolism into molasses and your brain cells into ashes/
I turn the near-sided into far-sided visionaries, secretly change the prescription of their glasses//
With an attitude to change your location into a varying longitude and latitude/
Hackin you with axes like in "Vertical Limit", sendin you into an alternate altitude//

Just some shit...

Like my coming back flow...

RATE THIS PIECE OUT OF 10...

Peace Out

GHOST

Xearo:
Goddamn...

I can't even get a response from noone???

This is why I left in the first place...

Reef:
that shit is off the hook homie.... Feedback here is bullshit..  But that verse was tight

bez:
yer thatss a dope verse mate.  COol!

@Ss@sSiN:
nice flowing verse, nice lines, good work, theres your feedback

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