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mychole anthonie - general volpone: the art of words كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1]
are you ready my dear sir? you claimed that
you’re a poet. you’ve ignited the war in cl-ss
and now i’m provoking you, nearing you towards
the edge. so now you have to show it

you’ve proven that you can write. it’s a little
underwhelming. but now i’m c-cking the gun
i’ll be shooting you with conceits and spelding your
insides and mold them as art after your melting
so let’s begin!

[verse 2]
i crept in through your backdoor, exploring
the compound, p-ssing the trapdoors
blowing up your intel you expected obvious
tactics, but i’m the smoke from h-ll
little boy bombastic
it’s no easy feat hunting this fennec
i cruise within the woods, i’m the wilds tenant!
you’re the leveret this day, you’ve been sentenced to
the heavens by the scherzo of my verbose message
i brought you mad hatter wit and countless metaphors
these words are a beast, i’ve let it sit!
but it’s time, remove the cage!
don’t dare overpower it! prove to me you have no cowardice
blitzkrieg, i am. do you really want it from me?
tora tora tora, here i am, what will it be?
i’m the comedy in the divine tragedy
i’ve been through h-ll and back
dante ain’t got nothing on me
my kiss is sweet, yet i bring the pain
it feels like c0ke but i cake your brain
my whispers yell in your ear;
you’ve gone insane!
life after a verse war is never the same

[verse 3]
is this the indy 500 or a war of the words?
because i’m dragging you through the mud
like you’re a wh0r- on the curb
you’re feeling defeated, c-nting overwhelmed?
i didn’t even stick it in yet, didn’t even unwrap it on the helm
you’ve pulled away, i guess you’re retreatin?
let me give some advice for our next meeting
unfair play is the sign of a weakling
all warfare is based on deception!
i infiltrated via inception, did you see
the conception? know thy enemy before
you choose your direction. i’ve already escaped
and left you with the infection. a sickness so dope
you’ll turn away medication
appear weak when you’re strong
and strong when you’re weak
sun tzu taught that every defeat
must follow victory
the supreme art of war is to subdue
the enemy without fighting
i’ve taken you down with mere words, ripping, tearing
splitting the sky, making myself known like lightning

[verse 4]
an orotund clamor like fat man
my voice spreads as if in a kiva
it swallows you like quicksand
your verses are bout b-tches on handstands
i don’t give no d-mns about your stans
because i’ll still come for you, my words
have hands. let me leave you a few bruises
i may sound like a girl but i hit like a man
you’re not the new le sage, you’re a savage
that shakes a spear, your words worth nothing
you should hire jafar, he’s a good vizier. at least
then you’d be a threat to my career
oh you mad? you scared? i see some drippage is about to show
the battlefields not for you, pack your tears and go!
this is just the intro to a war that you said you’d finish
so now i’m raising the tempo to see if you can handle
this scrimmage
you trying to rise to the top like a slithering snake
trying to replace me that’s your grave mistake
i’m that a bao a qu that lies, that lies, in wait, but i’m
always disappointed because you always make me wait
i’m little volpone, mister sly fox, you’re at a loss for words
guess you been sucking on my c-ck. it’s a hard knock life
for the majority of these flops. you’re not special either
i can’t even consider you top notch

- mychole anthonie

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