Rhyming With Plex - 1 - Forever Thought Of As A Pie
Posted: Sun Dec 23, 2007 12:04 pm
My mind is freshened..had a break, time for my first rhyming session
Tell Satan to wait up, the god hatin, drug lacing, straight up
brain cell wasting, stayin up all night, best writer to brace
this site, the racist type, is back to make this right
makin g's, break this mic, and then break your knees
No job having emcees, and has beens blabbin blasphemy at me
have been passive passing me, so I'm packing a piece
I'm an assassin to beats, have my back to the streets
rapping is sweet when you happen to be as happening as me
how crafty is he, the stage is mine, my rage is blind
take this page of rhymes you wont have a favorite line
save your time, go make your nickels and dimes
while I spit flows with rhymes, rip shows and shine
as I hit foes with sickles and tickle their mind
switch flows quick as clips in pistols simple as sinful
I make my cash globally, that's why half is over seas
I hafta mold emcees, and throw back a colder breeze
when attacked, to counter that I respect older g's
your rap is shit, the fact ya bitch, shows your cheap
infact I'm rich stay counting stacks like a poker cheat
stackin chips, with gatz to grip, and raps to rip
back in this, I aint rapping activists, rather passionate
it's just cash, I'm passing it, going to relax a bit
smack a bitch and actually quit in the act of it
to lazy but will load the mac with clips, too crazy
capitalist who maybe likes actin pissed and is to shady
may shackle a bitch, a new lady, leave her ass filled with piss
that's for you baby, now it's gorilla grip and ill as shit
the way she grapples my dick and i put it in her clit until it splits
Tell Satan to wait up, the god hatin, drug lacing, straight up
brain cell wasting, stayin up all night, best writer to brace
this site, the racist type, is back to make this right
makin g's, break this mic, and then break your knees
No job having emcees, and has beens blabbin blasphemy at me
have been passive passing me, so I'm packing a piece
I'm an assassin to beats, have my back to the streets
rapping is sweet when you happen to be as happening as me
how crafty is he, the stage is mine, my rage is blind
take this page of rhymes you wont have a favorite line
save your time, go make your nickels and dimes
while I spit flows with rhymes, rip shows and shine
as I hit foes with sickles and tickle their mind
switch flows quick as clips in pistols simple as sinful
I make my cash globally, that's why half is over seas
I hafta mold emcees, and throw back a colder breeze
when attacked, to counter that I respect older g's
your rap is shit, the fact ya bitch, shows your cheap
infact I'm rich stay counting stacks like a poker cheat
stackin chips, with gatz to grip, and raps to rip
back in this, I aint rapping activists, rather passionate
it's just cash, I'm passing it, going to relax a bit
smack a bitch and actually quit in the act of it
to lazy but will load the mac with clips, too crazy
capitalist who maybe likes actin pissed and is to shady
may shackle a bitch, a new lady, leave her ass filled with piss
that's for you baby, now it's gorilla grip and ill as shit
the way she grapples my dick and i put it in her clit until it splits