here somethin quik, should b enuff

i got they tongues twisted...... lookin like Thiefs at Night
this nigga spit like a bitch...... i think his briefs is to tight
i hate hearin bout the ‘bread’ from these ‘whites’ who hold heat
who instead know they live right and hey shit is ‘whole wheat’
i’ll wrap flows around you...... till you got a spineless back
you couldnt win if you was Frankee and you stole my track
he in over his head, like ‘lucy and ricky’ this aint ‘classical pairs’
face it you fell off yo game, like parapelegics in musical chairs

dont get the wordplay, dont vote