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Not my best verse, eh.
[Name]
Hiroshima verses and, Nagasaki wordplay
grab a saki, stur cray, rapping in the nerd way
Controlling all the milky way, you can call it breakfast
as we eatin' rappers mercilessly, lucky charms and turkey hill
You're good, I'm just preferring great, useless dudes disturbing me
Chickens rapping stupidly, or maybe cause I'm stupid great
Either way I don't feel it, and I'm over wait like losing weight
Conversate with shoes of Wade, killing *****, FLA
Allow me to introduce your fate, me, Moley and Junior Rank
Will rap your ass with uno name, Trinity is who you hate
Going in, without breaking ice, like I'm figure skating
Minds we are penetrating, lines we get 10's on ratings
Regulatin', war I am instigating, without hesitating
Taking over Germany, Ireland and Denmark
Then I destroy Japan with my first bar
J.R.
Busier than a one legged man in an ass kickin contest
Im the prodical son, this game is my conquest.
"C'mon lets, show em that hip hop's alive,
I bet they'll feel the vibe, we'll rhyme,
And teach these faggots how to thrive."
Dive, straight into the hive.
Exploring my thoughts, searching my mind.
I'm the cream of the crop, leading the tribe.
They are feedin my drive, ensuring I can comply,
So now I'm taking this dive, I'm puttin in time.
Kickin the horse', beatin it's side.
And through my spirit rap will survive.
Fight any modern day jive
of people saying rap isn't alive
Unlike our music, you fuckers can go die,
My spirit, our rap is living through it, its alive.
Geno
Picture me dim-witted, wishin' my wick's lit up,
Instead of a big head, my dick is an inch lesser,
They said I'm a prick, never will end up with shit, guess I'm,
A menance sentenced to pennin' letters to this rhythm,
Nah! I'm against critics... They're hung, I'm lynchin' 'em,
Brothers wanna cut me down... But I emit venom,
That I will dispense on the record to now level the balance,
Second guessin' my talent will never end with a chalice,
Being banged against another one, it's settled with malice,
I embody the power of sound, it's presence is magic,
I went and I captured it when you said that I couldn't,
I bled through my gashes, and now I've left you my footprints,
From underrated to overrated I found it a curse,
Stuck in places I know are hated, now back down to the Earth,
I was astounded at first, that's how this genre's gettin' filthy,
But I take it in stride, the spirit of hip-hop is livin' in me.