Corleone (1-0) VS I Deal Eyez (1-0) (Week 2)

Yo, quick keystyle.. 

cor the sickest lyricist.. with a vocabulary span beyond comprehensible,
to which demands every respect, whether you choose to understand it’s intellectual..
the first energy of all existence, I’m God in the flesh..
macabish, correct; but something that I boast upon though modest and blessed,
the season is here, to reason with queers and move on with my best,
a distraction – nothing more or less, such as yourself on this quest..
to conquer my adversity; you verses me? Should be something to think about?..
cor’s illustrious- you better duck quick when them shots start ringing out,
the evil genius.. I’ll defeat you on anyday or occasion,
the realization of that falls exactly on you not 'cor'relating..
I’ll script a verse that’ll dispense your spirit to mere perfection,
A peculiar weapon used to adhere to those severely demented..
the exorcist type, I’ll teleport to every realm and dimension,
then murder every being to take form in your essence..
let’s explore the events of every storm in projection,
to erupt in it’s immersive alluring majestic..
whenever I transcend during wars in progression,
something like the terminator, but in a morbid ascension..
In accordance with reverends, I’m considered dangerous and lethal,
deranged and deceitful; the type of evil not embraced in Cathedrals..
A disgrace to his people.. the face of every hateful crime that’s illegal,
Where satist prance in they’re feeble and pray as the planet upheavals,
Cor nice with the rhymes but twice as nice with the eagle,
Ideal in his vision(I Deal Eyes), shoot you from any distance..
to where you’d think I can’t see you.. a tranquilive poet,
to write as if your heart would know it; precise and golden,
turn the canvas to life where omens spawn and delight my composing..
a modern day William Shakespeare.. allow myself to simply educate you brah,
the flow smoother than liquids traveling down your trachea..
my pen quills create genuine brilliance, giving sight to the blind, 
it's life on life.. 'I deal eyez'; a form of light of it's own kind..
corleone is a boss.. a dog digging for bones in his yard, straight vicious..
put a hole in your heart, quicker than speeds bullet's travel when the chrome spark, a atrocious art..  

v - Cor

Cor has my vote.

v - Cor