[Carnage - Round 1]

I'm going to show u how to go a full round without writtens, I'm going to show you how you first start off by breaking down a n***as's confidence
You say fuck Carnage, nah n***a fuck you
He's probably going to talk about how my n***as are disabled, no legs to stand on, forgetting that they never allow themselves to be made victims
Bitch my n***as never get bullied into silence, I dare you to say anything about CAOS or Brian
They'll be a breakout, & I'm not talking no stock picks
I'll turn into Fedor Emelianenko, & have this Denzel bitch hogtied, have his head cracked
Peele a wig of a n***a for talking Smack & trying to be on Scrambles
I'll have him in submission moves, that will get all his Soo-Woo bitches jumped & his friends back home slapped
U've probably been robbed too many times, u should change ur name to faggot
Or he might be smart & talk about how I run different holding companies
How I manage artists & filmmakers & ship them overseas
How I clinch deals worldwide for all to see
How I have plethora of fine freaks or how I don't sleep
But I need you to answer one question though bruh, how the fuck do u get the name Washington, when [U]'ve never been over [S]ea[S]
I mean really? u say shit like "I stay a step ahead call me grandma's walking stick"
Bitch what the fuck are u thinking? we are not on the same mission
Denzel wouldn't be a street thug, a vigilante if they cast him in the death wish
Me? I stay steps ahead of the Matrix, gifted with numbers, I breakdown calculations
Lead before u follow, don't follow this speculation, fuck this speculation, I do my own valuations
What I'm about to do to u, it's called freedom from mental slavery

Watch this:
Denzel...u wouldn't beat me, if u were Solange
U wouldn't beat me, if u locked urself up in ur room with an MPC & a pen for 12 months
Hell...u wouldn't beat me if we raced our way into ur girl's cunt
Speaking of ur girl, she's been sending me pictures of her twat
Man what a slut, tell that bitch to stop
There are two different men in the world, those who speak in bitch language & warriors, that's what women want
I manage my women like I do my companies, a polyamorist must
If she hits up Big Daddy one more time, I swear to u, I'm sending all this pictures to her pops
That's Light: Lets do this
Industrial to Information & now we in the Emotion Era
Overload us with Information & tools, we struggle to choose
A cat dies every time u think of capital adequacy requirements and reserve requirements
Don't get it confused, ur deepest fear is being inadequate, I roll with the Stephen Hawkings
Denzel the level of success I'm reaching u'll think I travel through triangles
Kill in sevens, vision on dried lenses, not even this Hiram Abiff, can beat this Charles Manson
Triangles, seven (7), Mason, Angels, is this a battle or ur fucken exorcism??
23 and I've seen more dead bodies than a fucken mortician
Shots of a silhouette, silhouette of God's last cigarette
Now who is this? Is he supposed to be Richard Kuklinski?
Well, i'll put Iceman in a box, with whort oiled to Wush-in (Washington) for both their contract killings
Between me & u, let me tell u the difference, u a cheese boy, my n***as are doing life in prison
One day u'll eat from my cold hand, that's a given
I'm outthere moving stocks, u know...studying algorithms
Seeing things from another time, anachronism
You a bird with a human head, I mean what's the point of battling this kid when every bar I can think of is in hyroglifics???
You don't break down anything without doing the math, so lets get into it
Breakdown his whole crew into patterns, change every letter in his name to a number, gematria
The beginning of time, the beginning of the universe
Golden spiral, bc, 144 divide into 293
Beta,golden ratio, do u believe???
The worst decision was not u taking this battle, but ur mother eating ur father in the garden of Eden, the forbidden tree
13th century bitch, I've got schemes
Schemes that would cripple Euclid, now that's the fibonacci sequence
What u reading u could be writing, bitch my pen game is sick, u the type to copy mannerism without knowing its roots
I guess that's the price of freedom I have to pay, associating with imbeciles
You pick ur fights like you do ur women, & non of them like you
I guess you a slave by choice, 'cos you fake ur struggle
How does it feel getting the same feeling you used to get when you were in high school?
Trying to be cool, but nobody liked you?
Freestyle Rap's Mathematician

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