Suspicious rapper

This one dude was hot and proud but not allowed in
The club and the crowd loved his lyrics and plowed trends
His skills and ability even thrilled the silly, he was kinda shy
Blind a guy on microphone competition, make them walk On By
Like Isaac Hayes so he Stand Accuse of being ill others just try
He was from the dirty South and word of mouth had it that New York
Is the rhyme kings wearing fine blings his mind rings for a few torque
Up battles couldn’t be false or fake had to toss some great rap
In order to win and slaughter men whom challenge him and trap
His success as some look angry with frowns, “let the show begin”
DJ Put on a dumb beats from the streets he suffered sad pain within
Rivals gave him a bad name no friend awhile back he ripped hard script
From a swollen retard lip, thinks as he grip the microphone wet sweat drip
He stripped off his shirt no clue on what to do, he started rapping stuff
Dignity like biggy, sick vapors damn tried to stick him for his papers enough
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