20 lines max...
No flippin.
Be original.
Peace.


Gonna go an a theme...
Kinda a double one...
Two ideas...merged...


See your ass get on that Midnight Express, no stops till Turkey.
Call the police, give them a tip, but leave the detail murky.
Make Henry Hill look like a mute, with the bullshit that I talk.
Just drop your description, give them your mission, tell them they'd better hawk.
Like a rattlesnake, I can't be trusted, I'll strike if I get the chance.
Take your spits, turn them around, and verbally enhance.
Leave you Stone Cold busted, violated in a Turkish prison.
I'm a lyrical pirate, causing a riot, the Skull & Bones has risen.
Bizarro Sinbad is in a rage, waiting to fire the cannons.
It the sea was ice, then you could skate, rap's fleeing Dan Janzen.
But the ocean's not frozen, you've got no medals, so let me get this started.
My spit makes you think, you're shit just stinks, we read your post and say, "Who farted?"
Cause cannonballs are verbal bolts, your shit's not gonna last.
Riddle your hull like a float-by, you're ship is sinkin fast!
Your vessel's in flames, the end is near...Are you going down with the ship?
I'd toss you a rope, but that'd give you hope, "No Mercy!", you'll see on my lips!
Cause I'm all about the battle, got notches up my flagpole...
And you're just another one, a metaphoric fuckhole!
A blistered, stank, washed up pussy, stinking of prostitution...
I know you enjoyed, all your prison boys, but LOVED their anal restitution!

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