Circles Around Circles (feat. L'orange & Gift of Gab of Blackalicious)

Verbally I'm murdering the track again I lyrically will kill 'em using synonyms and acronyms Super rap avenger tapping into past I'll get ya pass And drift into the center mass inventing rap adventures Class is now in session children I'll leap impressive buildings Single bounds as phony rappers feel the pressure building Their rhymes are less appealing then a crooked ex offender I keep forever sending Heaven sent intelligence when The parties over I'll relax in linen sexing women Like I'm perpetually better than the best that did it After the spot is blown to smithereens you guess who did it Lyrically I'm the purple kush after they let you hit it Executive of wrecking MC's for the heck of it and I'll be the letter man, beheading MC's head and grill them Over a fireplace at camp embedded in the hills See that which never kills them is nothing that I rep So any type of crime you seek is something I'mma get I shatter rapper's worlds as if they was a China set Even the thought of battling me is like a sign of death "I 'bout to rap circles around this nigga" "Serve words with nerve" "You cool at what you spitting" "Don't fuck up rotation" "Word damn, you heard man, you heard man" "Guard your radius" "Watching ceiling fans go 'round trying to catch that feeling" "Rap circles" "That's the shape of things to come" "MC's lyin', is dyin' shit off" "Why don't you give that weak shit a rest and start rapping" Circles around circles Certain now it's curtains since my purpose now to hurt you Serving power virtue through the verbs and nouns I lurk through Murking peoples turfs and town that blurt the doubtful curses Peep the metamorphis from the secret clever forces They will be forever lost in sonic deep endeavors often Here to lead the way of rhyme to each and every lost one When I see a rappers head I seek to sever off one Keeping every awesome bar discrete until I floss 'em Keep excelling very far and free while letting off some (Shine) My radiance exploding like some popcorn Fly so high that literally coming down is no option Circles around circles around circles around you all MC's that wanna stand for nothing, y'all are bound to fall They call me Gift Omega I rip and drag you through the agony of tragedy And sad defeat and drown you with the roar