Rasta where you from homes? You in the dirty south? Im guessen you from the ATL right, i know some girls down there, But you aint from Norleans are you?
Anyways strait out the box i put this song together, rap it fast and let it blast!
competition, lyrical inflection
fukcen niggas up this is my addiction
never made it fiction
my diction creates lyrical dereliction
like ronald nixon skipped conviction
i skip affliction and infections
stand up on stage and get what you missen
stop reminiscen and candy kissen
you all bout bitchen and dissen
but you know im striat up dismissen
grab my artillery and bust your body into debris
im that emcee that will make your body flee into insanity
your humanity stands no chance against my stance
so i leave em in a trance of romance
i advance, enhance faster than a glance
confounding I know but profounding more though
a perpectual Intelectual made into a professional
IM OUT! I needa finish it though, still needs some tweeken.