Wiser Observer - Choked (Freestyle) lyrics

You lack the minerals and vitamins
Iron and niacin
I chew and spit out gum rappers
No denying it even raw rappers
Spit heat i make beef and then devour it
Super shock rappers leave them powerless
Diss tracks gone unanswered that is cowardice
I used to look up to these
Rappers now they tower less
Tell you what the problem is
Contract deals and their fans on their heels
Got them too scared to battle it
Man you know who you are
If you don't take action then you're
Going to take the loss
Go one hundred percent
Here's a dollar for your thoughts
Hope my calcium flow penetrate
Your pretty bars
Man I'm swinging pretty hard
Cause the rap game's been bullying
Me for really long
The game is not a jungle it's aftermath of a
War now we all plagued by a hunger
So I will server them
All stone cold stunners, cause

Their time's limited, hard rocks too

I'm hungry and I'm furious
These rappers always spinning
Man they have me all delirious
These rappers that I'm eating
Man are bad for my health
These rappers' midget flows
Can't reach nobody
Man they need a little help
So I pick them up then pick apart
The parts I like the best and I eat them all
Their bony bars my stomach's where they rest
Rest in pieces
"RIP" is what is written on their chest
Rest is feces mixed with MCs
I'm still hungry who is next? Beast!
Wiser ready to feast
Flow so clean pick these rappers
Out of my teeth
Kiss of death for these rappers but
The trigger's what I squeeze
Gun metaphor yes I rap about the piece

It's not complex conquest
Crown wearing cats kill them all
Pay attention, bill them all
Got control, no K lamar
Can't rest until these rappers living
In the past tense i'm on fire, bra
Gun for hire, bra
Rappers married to the game I'll
Turn them into widowers
Run away, run away here more ether comes
Kill them all, I am orphaning the little ones
Me and rap just click like the San
Your favourite rapper's plan to be the man
I will ban i will brand
"Wiser Observer" right into his forehead
Make him understand that this
Beef I'm controlling
Flow so hot I know that you're a fan
Mouth piece about to blast, raise your hands
And yes I'm from the suburbs
But I don't give an Avis damn

Their time's limited, hard rocks too