Bapperap

[Verse 1]
Flow with the young Ballistics, I'm like Sid Vicious
Don't let me 'round your misses
Am I hero or a villain I don't know I'm just here
Jamming out to boom bap rap with no fear
Of the cops even though they're always looking for a sus
I'm not breaking into banks but they know that I bust
Must've heard about me on the cal city streets
Telling all the kids about my rhymes and my beats
Who else could come with the flow so intricate
And make complexity and niceties so intimate
Have a slice of these abilities you're set
But who's the one who brought it to you, don't forget
I'm loopy, ask Einstein, always bringing hot fire
Yet expect that I might flop, but always stay on top
Of my game, at a young age made an empire
I'm as wise as a monk with the coal hot bebop
Burning other spitters like discs till they inspired
This Ballistics bringing that sick shit like mire
Leave 'em dizzy, amazed that I'm bigger then Clifford
And redder than the coal fueling train's, Like a swiffer
I'm clean every single time I hit the floor
Got so many classics in the works I lost score
I'm comparable to Biggie,could be top four
I'm studious with stooges like an Iggy Pop tour
I'm hilarious as I'm nefarious
I'm more fine then you in infinite areas
Curly haired, no jheri, take it as a sign
Felt that I was nerdy, but I blow your mind
I was raised in the ridge opposite of south
Frequented the street of wedding crashers' mouth
Heading to excellence with my strong will, son
I don't want a couple fans, I want billion

[Hook]
Hippity Hop and you know I'm on top
Hippity Hop and you know I'm on top
Hippity Hop and you know I'm on top
Hippity Hop and you know I don't stop

[Verse 2]
Groove with a student of microphone mutants
2Pac, Guru, Biggie, 3k, the Blueprint
By Jay-Z, AZ, Nas and plenty more
Joined to produce a mind sharper than twenty swords
It's that hippity hop ask Caz the Grandmaster
My skill is futuristic like a plasma hand blaster
Master of the meter, neat and nicer than peter
Hot as a heater, water, might need a liter
To cool me, I'm cold, like the brothers I crush
No soda but I'm popping, bold artist, no brush
Balls of brass, but I've never been a copper
No act, this ain't a theatre, but i'm still a show-stopper
Like the phantom of the opera,candid in my speech
Teaching the new school, I'm out of your reach
Drink bleach, asking for a feature from this kind of creature
Just stick to the bleachers as I unleash my words as a preacher
Minister of music, though I ain't all that religious
But I'm kicking flows and rhythms, and that seems to form a schism
Between other rappers and I, you may say I'm anti
But I was told that I can speak my mind, can't I?
I'm a self-proclaimed villian with the flows soul-chlling
As I'm killing other rappers, mouth rich like gold fillings
Drilling holes into the listeners brain, so I can tell 'em
Mantis is the master and the rest spit like children
Got heads spinning like a dreidel or a top
Rising like an elevator, don't know when I'll stop
Tryna be an innovator, whether recognized presently or later
Because of my skin they think i'm an invader
Call me Zim, my flow nimble, pop pop rappers like they pimples
Criminal wimp, never spitting simple
Paint me as a GIMP, they leave walking with a limp
Torturous, treacherous, terror tripled that's him