One line rhyme-bringin it back!!

yo, we be on the WTC...straight rappenin'...lyrical cappenin'

proof and me crashin deity-like apparatuses over the stratus of new mexian sands, leave the mutherfuckers like tourists trapped,

the tone is tapped throw down the phone ..were yea at// sandblasted jeans a long white tee 10 for the cab with the wu buckle holding my gat//

splattered your head with a wu-tang bat/ blood gushing red, you moaned like a moose slash cat

10 speed folding ya flat ..in forword motion holden pulling ur chest out ya back

before i was at the back i first named the twat/ wrote the definition down in the dictionary under 'womens cat'

spreading her pussy in half as the stream flows in her path// got her dicked hook line and sinker like crack packed wit acid taps//

i dont like skanks so i dig into their past/ at a glance looks like a dime underneath cant tell how many dicks shes danced/

dropping her pants the hips got u in trance// bells jingle like cans sweaty hands then she turns around ..........damn she's a man

lmao^

after i saved up.. working 2 years at the ice cream stand/ cheated.. i was forced to join the circus as an akrobat's hand/

an elefent ryder cought my eye spane flying high on high wires this bitch is from thialand

all nights bums drink cider passer's by stopping to lend lighters/ still homeless when it cost millions to build jet fighters/

all shitted up like used wet dippers// blinded piper in the cypher speed in hyper mode the air is getting tighter for ur head to expload

i spring alien probes, spawn mass army's of garden gnomes/ dont like my shit ill staple a boombox to your earlobes/

punks crooks and weirdows street baning weak beer-ho's // beats bang near-shows mic handla to hear-pro's beat ur eyes closed shut