Click clack pow,, poet's pen blast my notepad’s a war zone, Ink drip tactical, splitting domes like drone Each stroke ballistic, call it pen missile flow,
Raining down bars, mushroom clouds when I go.
Tactical strikes, syllables like shrapnel scatter,
You a paper plane; I’m stealth bomber chatter.
Load my clip with verbs, nouns cocked and loaded,
Your rhymes misfire, my arsenal exploded.
Click clack, pen snaps, the war game's begun,
Atomic ink bleeds till the battle is won.
Pages turn to battlegrounds, every line a weapon,
Notepad’s the battlefield, ain't no half-steppin'.
Guerrilla warfare in cursive, ambush in my verse,
Grenade-pin metaphors, watch your ego burst.
I snipe with precision, no stray rounds in my diction, Your bars flimsy, mine fortified conviction.
Blueprint my lyrics, schematics for destruction,
Phrases implode, linguistic construction.
Razor-sharp wit, bayonet to your schemes,
I infiltrate your dreams, a wordsmith Marine.
Ink’s the ammunition, paper’s the terrain,
No retreat, no surrender, I campaign through pain.
Your weak rhymes surrender, white flag in the air,
I’m General with the pen, beware, despair.
Click-clack ordnance Verbal combat, feel the torrents My mental war room’s deep
Lyrical artillery I keep.Symphony of the streets, unique Yo, check the tech, the whole technique
Atomic ink flow, steady drip About to cause a paradigm shift This ain’t rap, it's tactical warfare
Analyze the page, see my soul there Each line a weapon, precisely placed Click-clack pow goes the pen, ain't no time to waste My arsenal Notepad’s the map, son Lines sharper than a bayonet, trust one Lyrical landmines, watch where you step
Each verse is a strategic rep From Sun Tzu’s crib, wit Calligraphy killer, legit Boom, catastrophic, word bomb Lyrics detonate, ain't nothin' calm
This ain’t rap, it's tactical warfare
Analyze the page, see my soul there
Each line a weapon, precisely placed
Click-clack the pen, poet drops a-bombs ain't no time to waste.My arsenal shooting up note pads leaving Opps holy cheesey swiftly easaley leave um M.I.A call um swiss cheesie it's breezy poet leaves um D.O.A lyrically,Notepad, my battleground, every line a warhead
Atomic ink pen, every stroke leaving foes dead
Click-clack syntax, spit facts, a soldier's march
Each bar's artillery, artillery tears apart
Tank tread thoughts, crushin' y’all’s weak metaphors Grenade-toss punchlines, blowin' open locked doors.Nuclear rhymes, fallout lingers for years.My words burn cities, reduce 'em to tears
Click-clack, pow, pen attack, notepad’s a combat zone.Every stroke's a missile, every rhyme's a broken bone
Click-clack pow, pen attack, ain’t no ceasefire here
Weapons-grade lyrics, leave the battlefield clear
Blueprints of destruction, I’m drafting on the page
Every stanza a sniper, hit targets from any range
Silencers on syllables, my flow stealth assassin
Trigger pull metaphors, now your whole squad collapsin' Lyrical Crosshairs on y'all
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