One line rhyme-bringin it back!!

i'm nice like mansa musa, homegrown in a medusa lookin hooka
coachin yall bird ass rapperz like mike holmgren and tony larussa

bring the noise like a blind rooster, peep, these young niggaz need booster seats, nothing they say sound like truth to me

dumbass cop tried to stop me for not wearin a safety belt
muhfucka get yo fatass back to your car before your pastries melt

fat man's jamaican patties defines our nation's fatties

My lyrics are nutritious ask any wise witness, why sip this? he'll say shut your ass up, its good for your fitness.

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Originally Posted by TELEvision

he'll say shut your ass up, its good for your fitness.

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As I look at these gimmicks, I just wonder how they stay disguised
Being hood's now an image, truth is clouded by the rainy skies

whack shit they spin it it'll be our demise
wisdom is infinite plus ill rhymes supplied

engulfed in an atmosphere of electromagnetic vibrations
most times I feel like my life is a series of mathematical equations

I shadow box and cause my enemy abbrasions/
They form equasions by how many bullets is blazing/

whose breakin the slaves in? tryin 2 build wit my clique?//
kick holes in medical kits...before tha beats hit...//

get my fix by burning a cd with a mix/that rah rah shit/the best from quest to oteps t.r.i.c.

Rah rah shit. Haha bitch. Ur rawest? Naw dawg quit... Ill write a song n watch it transform into a sonnet

write n album n watch it turn into cronic my pen's brolic i just cant stop it like your girl on my cock she bobbin like lorena bobet

Brolic brawler lick-shots for the new year..
Got cats with no know-ledge shook like in need of liquor alcoholics..
Here's a half-pint slap chap, run ya wallet..

put locks on the closets, let them queers die there, be real like dj muggs got you on beats this year, i hear a lot of yappin' buts its nothing to fear, detroit, we make it happen like gatlings, oh yeah