trap jaw tap raw rap track leave your cracked maw jacked on the floor take a nap black white red said all over got slapped with the newspaper type flavor to the back of the headline needle teeters on the redline no thread binds me to keeping decent bedtime double ended candle burner grab a bit of fluid turn it into a museum wanna see me make a being out of wax breathe and relax i ll drop it on the page let me see if it ll freeze in its tracks i need this in fact if i quit i m a be dead sick of being neck deep in scrubs like an aggravated pre med from jump been dedicated talking that rhyme junk born out of records boxes in car trunks bred to rap born to rock like bruce springsteen louder than friday the 13th when the blonde screams breathing harder growing stronger your girl oughta know that we can last longer it s like a condom when it gets broken you either test yourself or for the best shit you keep hopin keep holding heat and as a matter of speech this heat could make this to a scene from normandy beach that ain t to say that dope girls stay tannin its last man standin reckless abandon battle cats spitting battle raps to shatter saps ladder game playing saying rhymes as laughable acts unravel the raps and find some insight or a fuck you wordplay so thick that a mack couldn t truck through back back back we go quarterback style backpedaling champion like always meddling we always moving forward seeking out the dope shit you act like a pilgrim for the weak shit your settling novice or a veteran it s how you represent you any way you do it single or a crew we always hit hard got rhyme and reason breaking new ground while you pray to break even what brain heads full of trivial pursuit cards  but alphabetizing and color coding them is too hard so just load em up and throw em as they come til they blowing back the sun never holding back the tongue like the perfect romantic moment during a slow dance or a bisexual oral festival with no hands oh man programmed for jams grown too big for these britches but she can keep it in those pants damn i m a be in trouble with that double bubble popping like a pair of twins split a pack of hubba bubba slither wiggle shimmy glide ride to the fly vibe it s all right giggle and jiggle them thighs kids with the gift have arrived to provide the soul stirring no slurring closed current electric flow serving delectable technical blows to nose throat and sternum encourage over the coal burning of slow vermin