yo yo

look, do you think you got what it takes
u wnna rake ur intake that u earn everyday?
do you even know how hard it is to get signed on a label?
u gotta be unstable and unable in ur mind to live dis fable
can you devote every hour to writing spits?
this occupation will eat u alive and shit
u dont fully understand it
nothing can get you rich quick
you think u can write a ryhme and boom you getta signing
and ur shining cuz u think u got dope shit, good timing
cuz im settin it down on you, the truth hurts
im not bein hard on ya, a record label will be werse
ur shit will suck, theres no such thing as a prodigy
it comes with practice and years of sodomy
yes, a big man will touch ur little danger zone
then say sorry as he trys again to touch ur joy cone
as he trys to show u how to swing a bat
hell pat ur ass and say just like that from the back
then hell say touch my sack, ull learn to like it
then ull be wack in the head like mike jackson and shit
youll blow ur money on a chimp named bubbles
ull be a lil kid pimp and get in trouble " lets huddle"
hell say as he cuddles ur tween the legs place
ull slap his face and pull the mace but then
hell hit you with an ace and rape u while u sleep the night away
youll grow up like him and like lil kids too
lil boys lil girls it wont matter to you
i bet you thought you were gunna find a serious joint here
but ur dead wrong, this is comedy so wipe ur tears
have a few beers and tell me about ur molestation
like when you played doctor and u were the colon patient
speeking of patience im losing mine
its about time u learned to ryhme
so u can getta cd so i can buy it for a dime
cuz its a waste of my time to read past the second line
once again all kidding aside, u wanna make it in this biz?
that shitll happen if ur not carefull with it
being played werld wide comes with a dick in the ass
so unless u like that dont expect to make no cash
ull just get an anal rash from the preists naughty stash
u gotta have balls of brass to survive the industrys wrath
one more time so i know you know this music shit
ur not gunna make it, ull just get passed like a prison bitch

sorry it was gunna be serious, but i geuss shit went off track

i dont see what molesting and touching other mens nutsacks has to do with the life and times of an emcee but oh well... lol... you one messed up kid... stay on track next time... keep rhyming...

it is sposed to be like that its comedy