waddup dawg's, ma boy just got access to his studio again so off i got to record again.... anyway i aint dropped shit in here for awhile so here is alittle drop im workin on for ma next aud..... constructive comments please......iight heres da 1st verse of a mighty long fuckin song............
the slightest imperfections stands out like ya got a erection//
ma shit dont need any correction, my words are like me standin n flexing//
hexin all comers wid evil solutions to their worries, makin um hurrie//
so hot, hotter then a mexican curry, i get the impression ur here n its just a flurry//
so hurry out the back door, ill show ya da way, same way as the last n the one before//
mind the step on ya way maybe u could go buy a rap book on Ebay shouldent cost much//
hey look ill even lend ya ma gold credit card to pay so long as i get ma tranquility//
i need it to impress hoes wid ma inginuity, origanalty and quality nothin temporery//
here to stay ud be well advised to listen to every word i say, ya cant keep me at bay//
I got things to say, put down in only the lyrical way, no play till i reached perfection//
I dont wanna get their by no democratic election, i aint a beurocrat ima rapper//
heart stopper, blood warmer, jaw dropper, aint no way i whant a free ride//
or some one to slide- ma dick n elivate me high, i already no ma skills are fly//
takin me high, outta reach, just like when i hear ya preach, i see every breach//
in ya armory, chink in ya scails, all adds up to one thing, another nail- in ya coffin//
u see, call me a boffin in ma field, none better i aint about to yield, still got ma shield//
force field around me no way in, so i go let it drop, whatch the white boys flop//
they only got one thing in mind, make me blind tear ma face off like silence of the lambs//
then wear it, but i do solemly swear it, when they got ma face on they become dope//
only problem is they spit blood n choke, cant handle the naturel talent in it//
like jim carey in mask, they turn evil and become just another one, possesed//
by the best that is within me, swallowed whole just another emcee in me//
cus at the end of the day like in highlander, their can be only one, one geniuse//
all da rest become tediuse n drive ya deliruse, im seriuse ma rythem is ma cancer//
no answer, shit just eats me inside to out, turns me inside out, exposed to hoes//
at every show-s i do, they all whant a piece a me, but ma feet are firm--ly on the ground//
now turn the lights low lay back n listen to ma perfect flow//
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