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monk in the lab
Stiff arms like dad
Can’t discern good or bad
deserve all I’ve had
Plenty like money by the penny
Many shots of henny
Other kind shots of Jenny
Hooker has em by the twenty
Tent city livin pity
Squalor scholar getting gritty
Baller, taller spit it witty
You know who if you in my city
Flippin sidewalk cents into dimes
Makes sense(cents), based purely on rhymes
Money equals freedom my slum irons bust for it
Incorporate for some of it
Slumspit -
Christmas morning
No coal an we cold
Balaclava cut cap
feelin bold
Cut the crap
we can't fold
Evening chap,
fat white and old
Stick you for ya sack
spread the loot like its mold -
Lick st nick right quick
Open bag select pick
Fence the rest with a hick
At the annual slick spit picnic
What a prick
Used a trick dick on the vic
sick like average
Tick like lyme bomb
Slice mines, cervesas fine wine
Heard it from the grape vine
Plagiarize sangriaspit,
Boom! lost my mind -
Slum like gutter
Spittin, drippin straight butter
Pull out, spread a bread
Pistolwhip bayonet
Made meltin lead out in tha shed
‘What tha fuck he just said?’Spit it to the clarinet
Classy Claire filet in a fish net
Off the hook, when we just met
“Readin your own book I bet”
Let’s get Cuban coffee, forget a jet
Last night in Miami, left.
Tattoo of a treble clef
Chemistry chef -
Palette like a pallet
She belong in a ballet
“What the fuck did he say”
Again, get it all day
Reaction to the spit-spray
Yo! get out tha way
Heavy artillery at play
Collateral damage ya brain
Via soundwave
Never built a man cave
Laboratory like Igor
Mule like eeyore
scoop Winnie the poop
In a coup
No limit how low Ill stoop
At her friend Betty boop
Leftover meat for the soup
Cook open can of asswhoop
It’s the alien brain group
Make your frontal lobe droop
Examine it wita jewelers loupe
Take my findings before the rhymer troupe
Paste pot pete made grimier goop
Oh shoot, dupe the dude before he recoup
Regroup, spit some snoop,
Swoop in on an ally-oop -
Eh, these days no hops
My old man call me pops
Porters poppin tops
Slops food like sharks do
No cops or pork chops, dude
American beers get screwed
Spit it sloppy lewd
So I can keep my ladies nude
An in a good attitude
Uh oh the moon bring a mood
Ass out and rhyme crude
A coffee beer interlude -
To tha boob tube glued
How her hot ass got shoed
Noisy and colorful, a cartoon
Called her morty, too soon
Blow like hot air balloon
Hop in, go vroom
Classless in the ball room
Apologies to the groom
Shes his, I assume
Dishin position like spoon
Pawn her bling ring too
Sex game hotter than june
In the northern hemisphere
Tella whore what clothes to wear
Birthday suit exposin bare
EDB coachin fair
“Walk a fly route, right down the track”
“Betta have my bread before ya buttonhook back”
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