| flibbsisback |
Apr 29, 2003 08:09 PM |
I'm still here...
Testin' tha shocks in tha back of a Civic. If you gonna bring tha rhymes, then it's best that you live it. Or someone will take you wit a bat, leave a head divit. Then as soon as I meet your girl I'm all in it. I grew up on Three 6, 2Pac & Cypress Hill. Back in the day it was Tone Loc, Run-DMC and Licensed to Ill. Ain't no Jazzy Jeff shit, this is funky fresh shit. Get on the mic and spit the pit from a peach in your face if you try to challenge this shit. I'm the old school, new school and the middle school. Even the first graders got you looking like a fool. Your rhymes are so ill, it makes me ****in' sick. No wonder I got your girlfriend suckin' on my dick. It's a trick, take your pick, I'm jolly like St. Nick. Looks like you'll be the one dying in this horror flick....
|
