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Rated: E · Poetry · Action/Adventure · #1482552
Laying the funky bomb down, underground.
I come without a trace or a care.
With some flows to catch and ensnare.
These rhymes i'm giving are beyond compare.
Cuz' if you wanna battle, Oh i'll take you there.
Just trust me man and understand, i can try to lead you to the promised land.
Trying to be myself.
share the wealth,
That has come to me.
Oh, say: Can you see?
this is the place to be.
But if it weren't for me,
you'd still be the duldrums, gee.
Cuz, i'm supposed to be the floetry sayer.
the rap layer, rhyme sprayer.
coming at your eardrums like a spider monkey
I. KEEP. IT. FUNKY.
There are none among me
who can confront me.
This is so rumply, like a cheap suit. i'm here to execute.
so you better stop blowing on ya meat flute.
I'm of ill-repute. Or a bad rep.
Nah, i never run, but i do go dipset!
i feel your disrespect, but it don't faze me.
The average candy wrapper is just lazy.
Can't bite rhymes, when half the time, you have no clue what i Scooby Dooby Doo.
So where are you?
I'm right here, so don't be queer.
I got plenty of game, more than enough to spare.
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