Spitting Spells

Relentlessly roaring rapid rhyming, Selecting syllables with sweet timing, Add my astounding alliterations, Applying arcane articulations. Like Majestic mages hypnotizing, My mastery is most mesmerizing, Smoothly speaking to the subconscious mind, Altering your emotions with words i find. Beautiful but also brutalizing, Somehow I'm tenderly terrorizing, silky smooth sentences, disintegrating defenses As I'm Spitting Spells, Sending such Sorcerery with full frightening fury As I'm Spitting Spells. Slaying some simpleton, feels unease and uncertain As I'm Spitting Spells. Saying stuff sincerely exemptionally eerie As I'm Spitting Spells. Penning of my painful past, I write with words whirling fast, Chaos caused by spells I cast, As brutal battle hymns blast. Perfectly pointing out pith, Like a miraculous myth, Smooth sentences i can scythe, Because I am the wordsmith. Devastating destruction, Caused by Chaos construction, Like alien abduction, Or sorcerer's seduction. A king with a cryptic key, Spitting syllables we see, And algorithms agree, Im beyond bold and beastly. So watch me write without fright, Sharing insight that most fight, The Words i cite might excite, But with my light I now rite.