Bored had a concept and ran with it


You think you so fucking dope

Drop your thoughts

“Mankind” is a family for peace, yet there’s always Gotta-be-War-On**
It’ll have ya like “Damn Kin!” We could say the word is an Oxymoron~**
Spit rhymes in “Limerick’s” that make ya slip like Some-“Slick-Rime”*
I practice it day and night, cuz that the only way I’m Gone-Get-Signed~
Dubbed a lyrical “Cabaret” in just “A-Bar-Etc.” just cuz I Flow-Hard*
Plus I aint like “Actors” and ICEPICK’ll never be anyone’s “Co-Star”~*
Ice's spit combine like “Sweltering Heat” and “The-Winter-Gales”*
To confuse the shit out of you and prove that even Some-Winners-Fail~
“A Sentence of Death” “Faces one at the End” of my Acidic-Bombs*
Rule with “Militarism” and mass arsenals while others “I-Limit-Arms”~*
“I Won’t-Hear-Shit” from you even if I’m anywhere “Within-Earshot”*
You gone die a sinner so you goin to hell but still not Livin-Near-Hot~
Kissin a man in gay acts the only point in time You-Tongue-Tied
My crew’s “United” so battle us and we leave ya entire Crew-“Untied”~*
Ya lyrics so basic and simplistic they define a specific “A-A-U-Term”**
Didn’t know you was an “Amateur”, then for raps sake Take-A-U-Turn~**
The letters in “Eric Clapton” moved around spell out Ya-Rhymes-Effect**
They turned me into a “Narcoleptic” so often that now My-Mind’s-Inept~**
“Alas, no more Zs”, cuz now ya spit’s equipped with a “Snooze-Alarm”*
Because your mad were catchin Forty Winks off your Misuse-of-Songs~
Now I know Lately “The Eyes” ya have work fine because “They-See”*
I guess you weren’t informed that They-See just fine until you Face-Me~
“Roast Turkey?” you should just “Try our Steak” cuz ICE-got-Beef*
Cuz aint nobody on ya roster that’s better then me your all Payroll-Cocky~
Beef wit Ice and I’ll prove that ya “Had No Sole” like “An-Old-Shoe”*
Rap wise I Am-Global, ya should’ve listened to what ya Man-Told-You~
What am I? Here’s a clue:“I Tap, I Slug” and I also know how the Future-Is**
Waiting for prophecies to come to pass Through-This Futurist “Pugilist”~ **
You bout to “Exit-on-Cue”-From this life when I bring the “Execution”*
“Fry A Lot” like “Frito Lay” and transmit bolts of heat in Electrocution~*
Don’t be a “Sore Sport” in another way when ya loose like “Al Gore”* Ho
But I guess ya gotta be and still gonna bitch even after ya Lost-in-Votes~

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I am Here To Save You All