Aight I got one for ya:
, 3 rappers walk in a bar,
Non chalant, none of em king or at the top of a chart,
She asks bob "what can I get ya to start?"
8em said "a slow comfortable screwer"
she says "excuse me?", I said "why, did ya fart?"
blind to the art you children became
Blind from my heart,
with light from the dark, my vision remains.
Too smart,
Weak or shy,
To be hard in the physical plain.
Mentally you're dizzied in shame
To reach me you need a physical PLANE.
And a chute to bail,
Givin the chord a good pull,
But then it doesn't deploy,
you thought you were formidable,
But my home's orbital fool.
No more can I school,
You poor brittle tools,
Without treating you the way a matador would a bull.
You Sore little wolves look warm in your wool,
But you're lacking a thong
for the twats that you squawk from,
with glass for a jaw.
Didnt your moms make capes for you to stand for a cause?
Did The Pretenders came to save hip hop?!?! "da da da da!!!"
But youre strapped to a car,
With a brick on the gas,
Off a cliff with you brats,
Quit with these tracks,
zip it, relax
Cuz your shit is an act,
And I'm fucking sick of the cast,
In a shitty position but lovin it:
Ya, I'm a dick in the ass.
And that ain't twisting the facts,
Strong with the force you wish to be,
But you've been skipping the class.
You snakes hiss in the grass,
Whispering trash,
I'm stricken with laughs
Gripping these abs,
Eyes tearing; dripping with glass.
HA HA!!
Cuz you crack me up, so run of the mill,
Goosebumps and the chills riddle your flesh cuz of what comes from the hills: A storm of thunderous skill.
Hopefully no one'll be killed
But All those caught under it will
Succumb to the will of the Ultimate ill,
Motherfucker for real,
Keep your bitch caught up on the pills,
Or I'll just breed y'all out slowly when they each cum for their fill,
Raw, this rare medium has you well done on a grill.
The weaker ones'll be thrilled,
To see the future one like me builds.

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To all those who stick below,
If I'm hi enough to tie the knot im giving rope
Much respect but no pity tho,
Cuz I thought it'd be dope,
To tell ya what we really know:
I'm why,
Yall Tippy toe
As i expose your image as a
Nifty hoax
And That's why some keep me close,
Diggin holes to bury those comedians with shitty jokes.





I Got you ball gagged and lovin it,
Shut it kids,
Or I'll buckle whip
Your asses for the fuck of it in public.
With Truculant thunderous wondrous combustion spit from a pit
Similar to the one waiting to teach you pussies which ones the dick.
Let a piggy run home,
To tell the rest of the 4 left below
I'm setting the tone,
And the table to feast on their meat to the bone.
You think I'm sieging the throne?
Woa, take it easy ya clones,
Believe me your wrong,
Same goes for thinking I know you or a singular song.
8em'll tell ya straight up:
I'm a step above and he's right.
Danger tells turn coats "why didn't you act right? Cuz once he was nice?"
coulda woulda shoulda but didn't.
I know They ain't hittin on dykes,
But they're sure hearin "no", and "beat it" a lot, maybe try sittin on ice?
you ain't gettin off easy,
Or onto a chair to sit with the knights.
We're Columbian melted on rainbow kush, You're sugar and spice.
Which wouldn't suffice,
Cuz if ya shouldn't put mice into a microwave with foil,
Don't be within the likes Of 64 light years if I strike.
respect is the armor, wit is the might.
Those without both are known for bringin a knife and a bitch to the fight.
Which isn't so bright,
Thats why friend and foe alike,
are seeing it might,
be in their best interests to never spit on the Mic.
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