Punchlines To Frame
 

Punchlines To Frame

Even with wheat and flour you couldn't eat and shower
Proper no soap in your hope have the suds of scrubs don't have any power
So no back rubs in tubs say what you have facts about love and hugs?
Even with a washing machine you couldn't be marching in clean pants
Like a teen romance you all mixed up can't fix corrupt affairs that slants
You soft and your loft full of hay so don’t pull away from these
Punch lines its lunch time for me and your thief crew of MC’S
Taste like beef stew with cheese my verses even slew trees
The more I hear whack rap the more it become phony act crap
You can get macaroni slapped from an Italian Stallion perhaps
You don’t thrill strong I’m calling SYL STONE let him become
Your worse ROCKY nightmare he’ll draw FIRST BLOOD and then some
While you burn logs in a fireplace I’ve turn dog and desire lace
So your girl’s with me G, mini-skirt groomed shifty perfume a nifty pace
Your deals fail and like seals and whales you’re a marine animals
And swim dim in waters of pollution not one of the keen mammals
Of rap

Why have you posted in here T!! didn't bother reading this to be fair sorry
post it in Open Mic.