my mind's refined and entwined with the knowledge of mankind
see your mind is blind and that's the reason you fall behind
you can't stand my shine and how my rhymes define divine
like the gods of olympus i have a shrine,do you have one? nein
you're a banshee so use your powers to see your future death
your last line was your last breath now you're dead like macbeth
i speak in tongues so your chance of winning are bleak to none
i use my words to bless & stress because i am the only holy on
there's no way that you're defending from your impending doom
you must be amiss,this is tomb but you're sceptical like hume
you may say you're not afraid but then why do you have a blade?
all your lines are over-played,see i will over run you like a casade
see my flow is igniting these rhymes like TNT,you must agree
that i am an emcee,you must see that you're a slave i'm a marquis
that means a nobleman,fuck this local rapper,see im known global man
and now i'm mobile man and you're long forgotten like chernobyl

wanted to work on Vocab,Multies,and Structure.

I don't know why Shadowville even allows this guy to rhyme//

He's like a gas powered watch the way he's burnin up our time//

If you wanted to win dog I wasn't the dude you were seekin//

And stop using fucking words that you don't understand when you're speakin//

I only speak with my eyes so I guess its right that I see-fire//

And get your 401k up to date cause after this you'll re-tire//

I lost my rapping license so now I've got a felony for flowing lethal//

Because being this good without a permit is considered illegal//

I'm the shit at this like I'm number 1 and number 2//

And you the alphabet of rap because you don't deserve a number dude//

Matter Fact, Ya'll can fight for who's the best 'cause I'm sick-of-bein-it//

And I know you don't know the “top” so just Wik-a-pedia-it//

Hip-hop is finally breathing and you are making respiration much harder//

So I'll kill you, and kill my damn self just to be considered as a martyr//

Then see your dumbass in Hell, and kill your ass again//

Cuz how can you fuck with a guy who's in the top 8 of Satan's friends?//

Dog i throw hands like fastballs to the point where you can't see-bruh//

Getting hit so many times you think you fuckin with shi-va//

I'm a God of this game like I got infinite lives//

And I'm friendly with the voting system so it always gives me high-fives//

After that last line I gotta give you a one in battle choosing//

Because I could cover Slant Izes (eyes) and they'd still see that you are losing//

And I know I sound mean and my lyrics come off as intrusive//

But your only worth 39 dollars because you life is non-exclusive//

And since you are so cheap let me make you an offer//

I'll buy you a damn beat if you convice your mom I'm not the father//

Also tell her I'm sorry, every pimp gets sick-of-hoes//

And a side note to this battle my new record is 6-and-O's//

Just know dog i'm incredible, your defeat is inevitable//

Cuz I been hip hop since the seed when I was a growing rap vegetable//

So let me implant a mindset in you that will make you much wiser//

And let your thoughts finally grow since you already brought the fertilizer//

there's 32 bars…

I wanted to work on Punches, Personals, Multis, Vocab, Structure, and Murder (mostly murder)

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Parallel wins this one… hands down.  No need for a 2nd verse from asylum.  The PS3 is on its way.
Jesus. Christ.

asylum where art thou?