Death Star

Who am I ?
does it matter?
my lyrics is sadder
beat you like ya dada
my drops make ya dreams shatter
your career is like a broken platter
I'm smoother than pina colada
in the chips like eric estrada
tips blow a hole in ya bladder
I want the whole enchalada,
fucka ! you get nada
what you write ain't nothing to be proud of
Its soft like bahamian conch chowder

I'm in my lyrical genesis
the ultimate nemesis
its my time in consecutive sentences
i'm in your mind like a therapist
a demonic rhyme chemist
I'm in the zone like emit
you niggers is back and fourth like tennis
I'll bust teeth out make you visit the dentist
fuck wit me you won't live to regret it
the medic can't help if ya body is shredded
I'm the best if ya'll give my credit
freestyle no edit
pure pain no anaesthetic
one of a kind like riddick
I'm a giant to you lyrical midgets
Introduce me as officially legit
Death star yeah he the shit

third person flow
you gat a third person hoe
cause every person she blow
with out ya magic at the show
its like without a jacket in the snow
weak mcees freeze
you need to leave
my flow is ill bless you b4 you sneeze
I could smell pussy in the breeze