Back from work...
N Jail U my HO, didn't KNOW you wanna fuck MEN/
They invented conjugal visits so you could STICK your DICK in the RIGHT END/
i MIGHT BEND, but not over/
I just BEND till i SNAP/
Cuz in ValleJO you my HOE/
So i put and END to your RAPS/
I'm lyrically STOMPIN/
Smokin sacks for a TWAMP'N/
I present practical PRECAUTIONS/
ReWIND TIME, my WATCH STOPPIN/
Many men my minds MOCKING/
While i'm POPPIN my COLLAR/
Like a BALLER i CHILL/
Many THRILLS from MurrysVILLE/
To the MILLS in the City of STEEL/
No caps i PEEL when ya STEPPIN/
YO i never owned NO WEAPON/
You NEGLECT to be RESPECTIN/
So I run up in ya SECTION/
Lemme ask you a QUESTION:
Did you think that you could really FUCK with STEALTH?
I make ya FREEZE with EASE/
With the effort of BUCKLIN my BELT/
I never heard ya FLOW/
But I'll assume ya BLOW/
Literally, if ya KNOWN/
As N Jail U My HO/
So let it GO before i RIP THROUGH/
Ya BRAIN MEMBRANE and TISSUE/
And i HATE to MAKE and ISSUE/
But they're forcin me to DISS YOU/
So i FIT YOU for a COFFIN
Sorry, but the CASKET'S CLOSED/
And all you hear is POPPIN/
When i'm BLASTIN in ya NOSE/
I'm writin this rhyme at WORK/
Servin you while i serve TABLES/
You unable now to SMIRK/
Erase ya smile cuz i'm a FABLE/
Or a god, or a PROPHET
you can't STOP SHIT when i DROP HITS/
Wanna read ya rhymes so i can MOCK IT/
And place you in my POCKET/
As a STATISTIC of the BITCHES
That i serve with REALISTIC SICCNESS/
And if next time I try
Your sore ass will need STITCHES for ya BRITCHES/
Lets see what ya got...
N Jail U my HO, didn't KNOW you wanna fuck MEN/
They invented conjugal visits so you could STICK your DICK in the RIGHT END/
i MIGHT BEND, but not over/
I just BEND till i SNAP/
Cuz in ValleJO you my HOE/
So i put and END to your RAPS/
I'm lyrically STOMPIN/
Smokin sacks for a TWAMP'N/
I present practical PRECAUTIONS/
ReWIND TIME, my WATCH STOPPIN/
Many men my minds MOCKING/
While i'm POPPIN my COLLAR/
Like a BALLER i CHILL/
Many THRILLS from MurrysVILLE/
To the MILLS in the City of STEEL/
No caps i PEEL when ya STEPPIN/
YO i never owned NO WEAPON/
You NEGLECT to be RESPECTIN/
So I run up in ya SECTION/
Lemme ask you a QUESTION:
Did you think that you could really FUCK with STEALTH?
I make ya FREEZE with EASE/
With the effort of BUCKLIN my BELT/
I never heard ya FLOW/
But I'll assume ya BLOW/
Literally, if ya KNOWN/
As N Jail U My HO/
So let it GO before i RIP THROUGH/
Ya BRAIN MEMBRANE and TISSUE/
And i HATE to MAKE and ISSUE/
But they're forcin me to DISS YOU/
So i FIT YOU for a COFFIN
Sorry, but the CASKET'S CLOSED/
And all you hear is POPPIN/
When i'm BLASTIN in ya NOSE/
I'm writin this rhyme at WORK/
Servin you while i serve TABLES/
You unable now to SMIRK/
Erase ya smile cuz i'm a FABLE/
Or a god, or a PROPHET
you can't STOP SHIT when i DROP HITS/
Wanna read ya rhymes so i can MOCK IT/
And place you in my POCKET/
As a STATISTIC of the BITCHES
That i serve with REALISTIC SICCNESS/
And if next time I try
Your sore ass will need STITCHES for ya BRITCHES/
Lets see what ya got...
hahahahahahahahaha. You ain't a bigger person than me. Not in size, not in ability, not in morality, and sure as hell not when it comes to comparing cocks. I wrote that verse in 15 minutes, so i don't consider it prewritten. What's the difference if i use a keyboard or a pencil? I personally think it takes more skill to write a rhyme at a busy restaraunte than it does to write a rhyme in front of a computer. And to say my shit is weak? Well...i'm not gonna try to be conceited. But just lemme tell you i've seen dozens of folks on the boards well before you came around that could tear you a new asshole. And i consider myself one of them.