Netcees - The Sober Taunt'n King Cobras

In my animal kingdom wack emcees phylum as ostriches'.
Knock'n emcee out anonymous box out a lot of fists.
Placed on Earth's surface with a purpose filled with reimbursements.
Big city business handle'd above blemish'd churches.
My lovey ask'n what I've seen... these pairs of eyes are mine.
Spare her mind, never tell the truth through travel'd time.
Honesty an odyssey where Siren's sing hypnotically,
beyond the reef in a submarine christened non belief.
Drink'n out the bottle for the sober taught'n King Cobras.
Is Rugged Jus text nice, does glycerol nitrate'd blow up?
To my death graffiti is art first.
May my next breath be expel'd in a rap verse.
Some say its not a culture but what do they know?
Gave us life underground when we thought their was no hope.
Keep my rhymes hot as ever set'n off thermal detection.
In grand form break'n the norm of embody'd perfection.