Kate & ashley Freestyle

all I do is rap rap rap rap Yo, step in the ring, I’m a heavyweight, elevate, levitate, Never late, generate, devastate, renovate. Penetrate syllables, drill ‘em and ventilate, Featherweight rappers get ate like a dinner plate. Infinite rhythm, I’m spitting and flipping, Precision incision, the lyricism’s hitting. Division of critics is sickening, quitting, They tripping, I’m winning, my spirit is gripping. I’m the pinnacle, digital prophetess spitting flows, Clinical criminal, rhythm is in my soul. Subliminal visuals, vivid like Indigo, Biblical syllables ripping their minimal goals. I’m quick with the diction, friction ignites, Flipping afflictions, addiction to heights. Mixing conviction with fiction, a plight, Fixing the system with wisdom and might. A queen in the booth, no cap, just proof, Hit ‘em with truth, let the venom induce. Better produce what you claim in the booth, Or I’m ending your use like I’m pulling the noose. Rapid like a Gatling gun, Packing every track with a passion, son. Laughing at the lack of the cats that run, I'm the master, faster, no match can come. I’m infinite, intricate, killing it, militant, Brilliant, diligent, lit like a filament. Vividly spinning the vision of innocence, Then flipping it quick to deliver belligerence. Can’t keep up? Better practice your cardio, Bar for bar, I go harder than a barrio. Mario kart with the art when I start, Dodging shells, throwing flames at the party though. Harmony balancing, killing the cadence, Villainous phrases, drilling amazement. Chilling in basements, building the statement, Filling the pages, thrilling engagement. I’m a cyclone spinning, a titan grinning, No hyphen in it, just lightning in it. My mind’s infinite, no time limits, When I rhyme vicious, the prime’s ignited. Flexing dexterity, burying foes, Every flow is a weapon, my essence exposed. I’m the lesson, the blessing, the pressure imposed, I’m confessing aggression, oppression implodes. Climbing heights like the Himalayas, Mind ignites, redefine the layers. Line for line, I design the players, Firing minds like divine conveyors. Fast and furious, curious, blazing, Dash delirious, furious phrasing. Mass hysteria, raps amazing, Glass interiors crash, I’m raising. I’m the queen of the mic, unbreakable chains, Spitting faster than the track, I’m derailing your train. Every syllable I’m hitting is splitting your brain, Rappers quick to imitate but can’t replicate the reign. Three minutes in, still slaying the session, No resting, I’m investing in lyrical aggression. Confession? Nah, I’m pressing till I’m leaving impressions, Obsessing over perfection in the words that I’m flexing. Last bar, fast car, speed through the sound, Crown never drops, I’m the best pound for pound. Bound by the rhythm, I’m flipping profound, Queen Supreme, undefeated, I’m renown, shut it down!