Entree Rep: 0 Joined: 19 Jun 2008 Posts: 4 OFFLINE | okay, im new at this thing, so cut me loose. alright..alright.
I’m the illest of the ill//
So sick I needa chill//
So cold I take pills//
Going against my will//
They say I’m gonna die and eventually pass away//
When they don’t even know, this is a fresh new day//
I take my body to the max//
Physique, mind, and skill//
I don’t make grands, I only make mills//
I kill fo my hood//
I know it’s understood//
I don’t rap fo nothing//
I rap fo some-thing//
I kill my beat//
I illed my heart-beat//
That’s why I’m sick//
I keep rhymin pure//
I’m startin to think all these other rappers obscure//
They unaware, of my requirements//
They only meet the criteria, and they meant...it//
See, I killed that verse//
That made your STANZA worse//
I cannot believe//
That you’re all mentally decieved//
That’s right//
I won//
I’m the only...number one// |