this is just a verse with a couple of punchlines im working on some deeper shit at the moment so that will be my next post.
most of u probably wont get the chingy punchline.
i recite my raw rhymes with precision
you need much more time and rhythm
when you sit down with a pen and pad
im not the type to buy and benz and brag
im a poor cat with a hundred raw raps
off the top of the dome even whores clap
put my name in ya rhymes you can watch ya day go vanish
your raps run outta steam quicker than a j lo marriage
and if you dont laugh at the punchline
your the type to lick balls in the lunchline
while your in jail for robbing old ladies
ive got every mc sobbing my flows crazy
i shred syllables im much more than dead liberal
making love is mindnumbing but getting heads critical
im the type to knock out nuns with a plank
your the type to hand out guns in a bank
my rhymes are on fire muthafucka so let em burn
if americans aint stupid how how come bush got a second term?
your rhymes are softer than my jimmy around grannies
my flow is more hard than chingy around trannies
critisicm welcome but this took me about 10 minutes 2 write i threw a couple of disses at you yanks but dont take it personal they just popped in my head yesterday. peace.