Boys and girls, here I am disappointed,
The rapper king, he goes to sleep,
Wakes to find you jokers ain't appointed,
A successor to surmount my massive rap-corpse heap.
So Ivy's turned cheerleader?
Luckie's still our rhyme feeder?
Jacob's turned biblical cheater?
Cherry picking about horse dicks?
The chicks,
Can keep rhyming about how cute we all are,
But I'll keep doling out these lyrical forehead flicks,
Showing off my shade, that's superior by far.
I see nobody's had the wherewithal to reply,
That's understandable, since my flow's so dry,
My rhymes, they are fly,
Sufficient to make you all cry,
Possibly die,
Y'all get fried,
Tossed on the sty,
The lyrical garbage heap.
Jacob, you creep!
Talking to Luckie about horse cocks?
Ain't you got a high enough lady stock?
Or ain't it a chick magnet, your podiatry crock?
The rapper king, he goes to sleep,
Wakes to find you jokers ain't appointed,
A successor to surmount my massive rap-corpse heap.
So Ivy's turned cheerleader?
Luckie's still our rhyme feeder?
Jacob's turned biblical cheater?
Cherry picking about horse dicks?
The chicks,
Can keep rhyming about how cute we all are,
But I'll keep doling out these lyrical forehead flicks,
Showing off my shade, that's superior by far.
I see nobody's had the wherewithal to reply,
That's understandable, since my flow's so dry,
My rhymes, they are fly,
Sufficient to make you all cry,
Possibly die,
Y'all get fried,
Tossed on the sty,
The lyrical garbage heap.
Jacob, you creep!
Talking to Luckie about horse cocks?
Ain't you got a high enough lady stock?
Or ain't it a chick magnet, your podiatry crock?
"YOU take the hard look in the mirror. You are everything that is wrong with this world. The only thing important to you, is you." - ronedee
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