PRYSM - Power Punch

★ Verse ★
I’m a skill fast
Kill that, i’m in beast mode
Attack, every rap, i’m a demon
Lethal, I’m flunking every class
Cause my brain is keeping snaps
In my head, they fire raps
Relapse, heats back, from the last flame
Lock you up, it rhymes with my rap name
Like a viking funeral, the boat’s (best of all time) on fire
Can’t chase no mo’ ima pop yo tire
So called liar, my pants are on fire
Power punch, hours done
I’m only going higher
I rhyme often
I’d like to desire, to be a rhymer
If there’s one day I retire
It’s cause I died, being burnt alive
By writing, these lines, that I think
Are fire, I rhyme, the entire
Rhyme book, i’m flyin, every line
Goes fine, perhaps a cypher
Could be nine minutes, you better listen
Spider man, i’m sticking to the rhyme scheme then
I’m fighting villains, hyping civilians
Suspicion, i’m clickin
Done
Do it fast, who the best
Who says, i’m through with this
Hooligan, hooped a net
P & P, you know we cruising
The flow is from hell
It's all of the demons that
Got it so demonous
I might ring a bell
A lotta these haters, be hating
No reason, it's all in the dome
I don’t sell, call me authority, but raise your hands higher
This is my story, this is my fire
Call me authority, right to remain silent
I spit line from line
Fly and fly, like i’m a pilot
Lights out, nah lights in, i’m shining
Pretend to be smiling, bet you be vibing
Psycho, in the mind, spittin with my eyes closed
In the fly, literally in the vibe, not going open
Peter Pan, magical hands, write every flow and
I’m broken with no pen, i’m spittin to no one
You want me to finish man? I’ll leave you frozen
You know I be winning, finish with a trophy
I deliver it honest, i'm always lowkey
I’ll empty my wallet, don’t care what it costs me
The only thing, that takes my breath away
Is this flow, it almost exhausts me
On the flow switch, alright now my eyes are open
I will not stop, i’m hittin this bonus
Only thing is the opposite of rock bottom
The opposite of the low, taking time for my rhymes
Every line I fly by, tick tock the clock goes
Sick to the mind, whitening my eyes
I’m going insane on the frickin flow
Head to toe, keep going like i'm a endless road
Answers known, usually make mistakes
Yea i’m the
Winning number, like the lotto
I’m the den fort (Denver) like colorado
Sick to the head, but i’m launchin at em
I cannot relate, we don’t touch like atoms
Write like a code, and i’m always hacking
No this ain't NFL, but I tackle everything
The stakes are high, but i’m vegetarian
Any guy, i’m get them paralyzed
Fly by this flow, i’m a pterodactyl
Can’t even handle, an actually battle
I’m a jackal, in practice, it's actually sadness
I’m back with the rapsody, i’m flowin so happily
I’m skippin and skippin, i’m kickin my feet
I’m not easy to beat, in need of defeat
I’m bringin the heat, of the hour
Feelin this punch, bet it has some power
Sour ripping, dancing every line
I’m a ballerina, had to see em
Fighting a lion, this ain’t colosseum
I’m ought to beat em
Lockin in, pause it
Pop one in
With a song written
None listened
One finished