You thought I wouldn't come back for more? You think it's funny
When my strong cold fist is bout to leave your nose runny?
You don't know a thing about me, sonny, I'll take your money
When I get a record deal, and it's bye-bye to living bummy
I'll eat you for breakfast, cause this flow proves I'm the freshest,
Man on campus, while your flow is just rancid,
Your chances of living are slim, while I show a grin,
And my fist breaks your chin, and you're fin.
I'm going in like a scuba diver, and without my synthesizer,
I'm a rap Survivor, lyrics read like a cypher,
When I translate the rhymes in secret writing
A venomous verse will translate to something exciting
With the language, I'm called a young sire
When I spit dragon fire while you spit through the wire
Like Kanye West, an 'F' is marked on your rhyme test
Cause not a single inch of your lines left me impressed
Thursday, September 20, 2012
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