MAY I CRITIQUE YOU? - Don't get mad...
Posted: Sat Nov 07, 2009 12:05 am
It’s obvious, the-applause-I-get on ILLEST is muted
Diluted…
to forced word plays and multies that sound computed
This new-shit
Is similar to your generic disinfective
It only covers-up the smell of the trash, it don’t get-rid-of-it
You-silly-bitch
So confident, communing with your online entities
Hopin to find a friend in the chat, like it was meant-ta-be
No unique individuals… no new techniques
No character to your flow, no new critiques
Denying what you can’t comprehend, neither deliver
Arriving at a state of defense and won’t consider
Unless an ode is filled with similes, it don’t carry it’s weight?
Like a director without a symphony, it’s just mindless waves
Seven years and shit ain’t changed, it’s just degraded
The population got denser and individuality faded
Same names… new snitches
Same game… new bitches
All irrelevant in time, your style will fade away too
When Emeniem number three comes to a Site near you
So save your awards and your silly “gif” belts
Set you ablaze like Rison, and watch your stupid shit melt
I don’t need your praises, fuk, I built the game plan
Hold your applause… I’m a self made-man
Hook:
Hello there, how are you?
It’s really nice to meet you!
I’m an online rapper, I bet you I can beat you.
Hi there, how are you?
It’s really nice to see you!
Can you spare a punchline, that way I can critique you.
Yea, whatever.. i ain't going no where and I won't bow down to conformity.
It's pronounced Riggidy Raow (rhymes with WoW) for those who'd like to rebuttle and use name play.
Diluted…
to forced word plays and multies that sound computed
This new-shit
Is similar to your generic disinfective
It only covers-up the smell of the trash, it don’t get-rid-of-it
You-silly-bitch
So confident, communing with your online entities
Hopin to find a friend in the chat, like it was meant-ta-be
No unique individuals… no new techniques
No character to your flow, no new critiques
Denying what you can’t comprehend, neither deliver
Arriving at a state of defense and won’t consider
Unless an ode is filled with similes, it don’t carry it’s weight?
Like a director without a symphony, it’s just mindless waves
Seven years and shit ain’t changed, it’s just degraded
The population got denser and individuality faded
Same names… new snitches
Same game… new bitches
All irrelevant in time, your style will fade away too
When Emeniem number three comes to a Site near you
So save your awards and your silly “gif” belts
Set you ablaze like Rison, and watch your stupid shit melt
I don’t need your praises, fuk, I built the game plan
Hold your applause… I’m a self made-man
Hook:
Hello there, how are you?
It’s really nice to meet you!
I’m an online rapper, I bet you I can beat you.
Hi there, how are you?
It’s really nice to see you!
Can you spare a punchline, that way I can critique you.
Yea, whatever.. i ain't going no where and I won't bow down to conformity.
It's pronounced Riggidy Raow (rhymes with WoW) for those who'd like to rebuttle and use name play.