Thursday, September 4, 2008

freestyle typing

here it goes
the rhymes that flows
words that move and groove like smoke billows

here i come
back up from underneath
you talkin about honor
but i rap through my teeth
you can't beat that
guerilla tactics
soldiers slowed to a crawl by their backpacks

you know me
i beat your highscore title
rub your name away and worship your false idol
undefeatable seepin through the floorboards
watch me go as i dominate the scoreboard

put a helmet on your skull
to protect your brain from headshots
but your knees are feeble,
*KNOCK KNOCK*
collapse on the floor, lose your feet
can't destroy me cuz i rhyme to the same beat

speedy stealthy poor not wealthy
i got agility ability and subtle virility
what now,
think you got shell shocked
you shoulda known i'd be the one on top
a coup de grace
can't beat this barrage
of tight wordplay
better respect it because thats your only mercy

from me to you, this is how i do
i play the game and i'll always beat you

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