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Originally Posted by RuseOfMetacarpi
well if you came here to bust open my ears
then mission accomplished, objective cleared
because your rhymes are nice-
about as nice as the holocaust
when I step to the mic
you know you already lost
I can tell you ain't been rappin' a long time
because "spiritual" and "physical" don't fucking rhyme
and all of your flows are in one-half time
because you can't spit fast or you'll fuck up your lines
trying to be deep like the mariana's trench
but if rhymin' was baseball, bitch you can warm up the bench
when nowhere takes the mic it's like "what's that stench?"
just some whack-ass rhymes that he thinks are flowin
finally, somebody named after where their rhymes are goin
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Yeah your fuckin right that I'm about as nice as a holocaust,
A genocide of whack MC's leavin only the boss,
And if theres a genocide of Whack MC's
You better watch out, you stick out like your name was wienstien,
Yeah because my rhymes is just straight mean,
When they stuck me in the bing I was still smoking green.
It looks like you need a vocabulary lesson,
So I'll educate a little before I pull the smith an wesson
Theres these two little words, assonance, alliteration
If your only using rhymes you got no imagination,
I got some questions, does "time" rhyme with "lines"?
What will be your last thought as I cock back the nine?
Why did I grow up to be so asinine?
Why's your raps so fake and mine so divine?
Like Vinnie fucking Paz I steadily shine.