Song: Lyrical Miracle
Artist:  M Phase
Year: 2012
Viewed: 108 - Published at: 8 years ago

M Phase:
Lyrical Miracle, there's no time for reprehension
No time for teaching your ass lessons get in detention
Did I mention spherical knives like ironic
I gain progress without dirt I'm hydroponic
I caress amy and give birth, I'm fast as sonic
I'm slick, quick, bitter and shit, I taste like tonic
Plutonic, I'm from another place in time
From a different galaxy no fallacy
Amazing grace in rhymes, open your mind
Will I spit lines snort into your system
I kill rappers in the game don't ever miss 'em
I spit lyrical flame, Use your Intuition
I'm on a mission to entangle within the system
Have a vision of children living without any killing
So I'm spillin the truth like the opposite of BP
When my album drops your gonna wanna to be me
I put the MP in mp3, three years and you'll see

I'm actual factional, animal
The jaw opens and I break there mandibles and I'm killin em
I'm a cannibal, Never bite rappers cause I eat them alive
If you ever enter my dominion and you will never survive
Spit like a minigun but I'm not about the millions
Not about brazillions Not about narcotics
Ever sine I was hooked on phoenix I knew I was different
As an infant reading those comics I felt so distant
Alter your state of mind like a piston give me a listen
Cause I'm dishing and dissing any rapper that gets me pissin
I deliver propane spark up and let them know the name
I ain't lion (lying) I'm the main (man)
Lil Vinni:
I got racks on racks on racks on six packs of snack
Packs of kit kats in mouse traps that crack your snapback and make ya back snap
, cuz it got my gat going click clack I'm fresher
Than a sack full of tic tacs, ya right mac, I run track
I'm more brown than the mildew in the cellar
A fortune tella with a white chick stella looking like some wonder bread and nutella
I'm a thin fellow, so thin I blow when the wind bellow, me and m phase pissed off yellow
Bout to chase the beat till its jello

I'm an indian doing a tribal dance, I must suggest you stand no chance
We rippin this era like some old pants
No more rants, except a couple on twitter i'll let you know in advance
This disease eats on me till I become sick kick back and read dick tracy
As I shop at macy's for a case of mace to spray on nancy grace's face while she hosts without a trace
I win the race with my race
And thats saying something for an indian its a synonym for cinnamon colored tinnamon square businessmen looking eminems -i am a rapper kids

( M Phase )
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