Point Guns at Magneto - Noveliss, Nolan the Ninja

Bottomless notepads you can’t fathom my body of work

I’m handling words, I demand I damage a verse, Stop him

I demand I butcher these lines with a knife or like I forgot them

The verbal predator, spreading the message letter by letter

To level competitors, Crash Nebula, Timmy Turner the veteran, Wishing for world

peace, They lack benevolence

Mostly hoodies and sweats I came to represent

There can only be one, and can’t anyone hold me

Discussing my travels among second hand smoke from my homies

You couldn’t follow my tracks regardless of how you peddling

Get buried by the Kazekage for meddling In rebelling against the Elohim

I’m Gaara on Tatooine, using The Force, forging sandstorms

And put, every emcee in front of me in a half-leg Boston Crab like Lance Storm

You can’t fathom my brainstorm, they call me Voldemort I hold the fort

Kidnap emcees my notebook smelling like chloroform

You misinformed, I feel like Jason Bourne

This shit is boring when it’s, second nature to snap arms on every rap song

I last long in every aspect just blast off, when tunes play

I’m Doomsday minus the grey skin, and it’s doomsday to your stereo

In any scenario do the, Doomsday Device a little better than Hawk and Animal

Blast raps intellectual, Gambit, shuffle the cards I was dealt and throw them

at a Sentinel

It’s robots on the pedestal

It’s pointless to point guns at Magneto, they made of metal fool…

(Hook)

(x4) It’s pointless to point guns at Magneto they made of metal fool