here go a few rhymes im about to bust.
yo rhymes so old they startin to rust.
i merk you as if i was a mod.
some say i got the curing touch of god.
when my fists and your face come intact.
you be like "he merked me but cleaned up my cateracks."
yo your gurl is straight up fine.
so fine i had to put that in my rhyme.
but i had to be sippin some hipnotic.
cause thats the only way your gurl will look exotic.
i can go evil and fill your ass up wit terror.
so much it will take ten of yo dicks to measure.
should have never put that its givin you pleasure.
but every mans trash is another ones treasure.