Rant #2
By zeusdawg
With my thunderbolt skills, I’m the nicest ever Tonight’s endeavor can prove that I’m just twice as clever As the next guy, his mom, his dad, or girlfriend Good in the ring, but on the Mic’s where your world ends Cuz it’ll take a sec for us to sign the truce I never fake a threat and you’ll regret your rhyme with Zeus I’m undefeated, invincible mouth of pure steel So advanced in my battle your loss is a sure deal So take a few moments to erase all that Before I get to swinging crazy with this baseball bat I’ll make your face fall flat, and while I chase mallrats I’ll pick up seven phones in Harlem and have Mase call back You could dis me in June, but I’ll always remember My temper’ll spark before we reach the end of September And that’ll forever be known as your cripple day When the immortal makes his lyrical triple play Written March 3rd, 2002 © on Mar 03 2002 11:15 AM PST 20 • 0 • 10
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"With my thunderbolt skills, I’m the nicest ever..."