just the verses... want the chorrus, check ya girls purses


verse 1

I write perturbed words,
might disturb slang snobs.
The mic look like 'the blur'
with a new paint job.

Ain't here a bell ring,
i just seen a riders veins throb.
An angel gains his wings,
every time a trains robbed.

I'm off the chain,
i'm off the rails.
call me crazy,
if i ain't the nicest you can haul me off to jail.

Life be fluctuating.
Changing like some bank stocks.
For now i must lay off the dank,
you may notice i drank lots.

to stay hydrated,
just catch a few rain drops.
Or share a brew witha few skanks,
wearing nude tank tops.

A Caribou,
i jingle when i'm sleighing.
and my fingers tingle when i'm singing
and i mingle, and i'm playing.

and i'm thinking and i'm laying
in my bed, bumping Aes-Rock.
Skipped some ages,
and the crib became the hang spot.

Bound to rank top-
20, furthest from the bottom 5
before my future kids collecting
empty's for they bottle drives.



Verse 2

Thank the heavens
every time i taste some great grub.
the way i eat lately,
nominate me. clean plate club.

President or Treasurer,
a do gooder & bettera,
i won't waste ya chedda brah,
etc.. etc...

however,
ya boy's bank, got no coin it's empty.
tho i spit it point blank,
i feel like theres no point of entry.

Sometimes.
Tryna fill a void,
hope you will accept me.
please,
don't make a silly choice to forget me.

If you see a skinny rhymer,
that's a fuckin old photo.
when i grope the mic,
I'm Grosser than a cold cup of coco.

Jabbin like i float,
stickin like a fuckin' pogo.
for yall to hit the mic,
should be forbidden like a low blow.

Row Row
down life's gentle stream merrily.
Rappers battle me in dreams,
wake up needin therapy.

apparently,
i haunt emcees nightmares terrible.
scare away half the air they breathe
and laugh hysterically.