Yo Yo
I’ve Won-when-Troops-are-Gathered, MICW belongs in the wackest Group-of-Rappers
Even my Ones-and-Twos-is-Scrappers that end up nameless just like “Who’s-Cadaver?”~
Ya only Come-to-Mooch-and-Cadger while I spit rhymes that give Proof-of-Matter
While ya “Stuck at Number-Two”-like-Crappers, watch out the Truth-can-“Splatter”~
Now almost None-to-Few-good-Rappers and I’m one of even less Who’s-a-Latter
A “Nasty Someone-Like-Luke-the-Rapper”, ICE PICK a Living Moving-Dagger~
And all my Guns-are-Boosted-Fatter so ya don’t want Pick to Shoot-ya-Bladder
And watch you fall off the charts with ya Piss like raps playin some “Chutes-and-Ladders”~
The type to Abuse-the-Wrecker, Dry Mic Wrec is So “Sick that he’s the Croup-of-Rappers”
A “Rabid” Rapper who’s Mouth “Foams” like expensive “Shampoo-when-Lathered”~
Couldn’t make me not Chew-and-Claver cuz The only thing you Overuse-is-Blather
A battle? You-Would-Rather be in Mission Impossible the way Ice Cruise-an-Shatter~
Im so far above entire Crews-in-Stature that Crews I Easily Bruise-and-Batter
Leave you Blue-and-Blacker with punches so hard that in ya mind DejaVu’s-a-Factor~
Ya “Mouthpiece stay hummin on others Membranes” for fun like Kazoos-in-Chatter
Heat Precludes-a-Slacker in rap that’s wak but also who’s walk Exudes-a-Swagger~
My Evil-is-Accrued-when-Madder cuz I know most People-Misconstrue-the-Matter
As if life is a book, and I’m part of yours so you’ll never Get-Through-this-Chapter~
With a plan to Get-Manufactured as a MC you wouldn’t even catch a hint of laughter
The Next-Human-Snatcher, who knows how many fans this Vet’s -Debut’ll-Capture~
With no Guests-Used-as-Backers, I gained top lyrical Finesse-Proved-in-Facts-Sure
My rhymes Bless-Juice-and-Crackers more than God Bless-Food-When-At-Church~
Annoyed by Dudes-that-Blabber or fakes ruinin hip hop, so I got Feuds-with-Actors
Me and Hip Hop’s like “Two-and-Stacker”, I chop off ya head to Reduce-ya-Matter~
Choose-a-Jacker, Tie and Subdue-a-Rapper, leave ya Verbally Abused-and-Tattered
Ya only bite so ya Best-Viewed-like-Snappers, while whatever might Ensue-is-After~
Whenever I Let-Loose-Mics-Stagger, Hip Hop I was destined to Rescue-and-Lacquer
On my own level so far above the rest that lyrically ICE PICK a Recluse-like-Badgers~


This is just a sample of what i can do SON
READ AND WEAP BITCH ASS FUCK

thinkin you so fuckin gangsta and shit

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