Your little miss
first time rap, i must be crazy for even trying....
Flag this. I don't miss
an I've been stokin some murderist bliss
It's time to lay some new pave all over your favorite rave
make you cry so hard u'll be diggin your own grave
You been talkin like i'm just some girlie pup
struttin all stuck up
but i'm about to tuck n rumble like a diesel truck
so just try to keep up
I keep hearin a loser tryna hoover a move
like old school but you're just rustin a groove
an its gettin ripe
cause ya pipes are startin to back up
Don't go stressin I'm just vettin the lesson
cause all I been gettin is like 12 year olds pettin
in the back of the room.
Sh*t where's my broom
While you screwin it up i'm doin it
Takin up your slack with both hands tied behind my back
You write what your brain is fed with erasable lead
but I ink in red like i already bled you dead
But suck up your lip and don't trip, if you slip up
I'll be rubbin your face in the chalk line trace
of where you were layin while the Big girl was playin
Just sayin i'm on your case cause you misplaced the pace
But maybe you never had it....you soundin so bad it
falls all out like a bad case of gout
You struttin all hoodie but you can't hide your slide
I will confide i'ma ride you right off the cliff
cause the difference in you n me
is like a Tiffany v s Brittany
I'm the diamond of the Rymon
an you're just the dust of a crusty lump of rust
Flag this. I'm the kiss of death
For your hit or miss brain trippin-ness
But wait let me guess....it's a test
U just pretendin to be spinnin like tech n9ne
But it ain't workin, you just lurkin n jerkin
on my free time, droppin rhyme for a dime
But while you dyin i'ma holla for the dolla
an take my roll and your soul to the bank
cause i'm the rank
an you stank.
cha.
Music is what feelings sound like
Listen to the Love
~♥♥~