Good vs Evil

Throw popcorn with ya people
This is regal, this is Part II, The Masterpiece sequel
Good vs. Evil
Celebration and jubilee for fallen heroes underneath my feet
Writing like Stan Lee, a comic in rapper's form
History, putting this song in a book of psalms
The final showdown in a thunderstorm storm
Facing my rival, cold stares all along
He sends threats and then I warn
Ya mainstream rap is no match for my subterranean grit
My lip caused clashing wordsmiths
Microphone fencing, leveling city blocks and tenements
Hell on Earth, my carbon footprint
We lift like faces on gold mint
Airborne fisticuffs and headbutts as I assemble the suspense
I lounge on a mound of stolen vibranium
People hate my species, I'm alien
Wearing Titanium, on a elevated throne
Stones they throw bounce back like memory foam
I've fought Cryptonians, Atlantians, and Fleshlings
I've slayed Amazons on bedsprings, spending winters nesting
Like Tommy and that big prick...Pow Ping
Onomatopoeia
We dropped the jaws of non-believers
Warlords with liquid swords making sparks when they cross
Civilians run letting the battle take its course
Millions in property loss, fighting full force
Fueled by adrenaline taking detours
From one land mass to the next, we at each other's necks
This is the apex of survival and death
Satellites saw a mushroom cloud rise from the Earth
Understand, this is dragon fire I burped
Radiation winds reduced flesh to skeletons
I grin knowing his lifeline is near its end
Many moons ago as a young demigod
My enemy's family was in charge
They ruled the rap land and he thought it was his birthright
He's from a bloodline of rituals and human sacrifice
Groomed to be loved by the meager and meek
Consumed by his lullabies and beats
The good he spreads is an illusion, noise pollution
The soil and the empire is now a desert valley and ruins
His final resting place but my playground
I struck his pressure points and shut him down
On everything I hold sacred
I knocked him so far back his image became pixilated
Frail and dated from the blast radius
His head is one of many souvenirs I've collected over the ages
It sounds heinous
Killing him and his predecessors made the game less contagious

I'm flushed, covered in wartime musk
Parade your guts like jewelry cuz I'm nuts
The first headhunter protecting rap land
Nemesis, the new wave for the Marvel brand

I'm flushed, covered in wartime musk (Funky)
Parade your guts like jewelry cuz I'm nuts (I'm sick)
The first headhunter protecting rap land (It's mine)
Nemesis, the new wave for the Marvel brand (The ruler)