Dedicated to Verbia Daemonicus
You throw your lines like bottles underground,
But I forge them into neon and sound.
Your “hobo;Dota” — just a glitch on the screen,
I pump my rhymes like current in the machine.
Vodka and rum — just smoke for the brain,
I build my verses like icy domain.
You summon chaos, but I’m the architect,
Each word a laser, each rhythm a tech.
Blue waters — your challenge, your scream,
I answer with fire, my flow’s a beam.
Your fury’s just noise, my speech — an arena,
I battle like Cyber;Onegin from the megasystem.
Cyber Onegin Rap
© Copyright: Руслан Трохнюк, 2026
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