Get out the Closet

Up in ur grill sissy Mime-sis I’m st8 up dissin u
Cuz I heard ur sissy ass need a chaser to sip the lightest brew

Its time to drop this rhyme and give ur fake thug ass a beat down
So Ur punk ass wont come around, & never be found

Even in the heat of Phoenix, Arizona
U can run but cant hide cuz Poetics poetically owns' ya

Did I say ill give Ur ass a whopping
ya.. ya (I did)…. I know Ur sorry ass be hoping im only trippin

(but I aint)

Im’a expose what no rapper knows, u gave me the me a reason
I hear u screaming, praying that I wont say it, but now u won’t even be saved by Jesus

This very contagious rap amazes, speaks the truth of Ur current fazes
How u go both ways and it ain’t even a phase kid

So get the fuck up out that closet, cuz now everyone knows it

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If this generation is lost, it is because we have let go of their hands." - Mos Def

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