[Pharaohs Army]

why must you suck me in like godfather 3 here's a little verse to Tuck you In,
what's that Above your Chin?, alot of pride from your Gums Again,
i feel as though i've Enabled You,
why D ya listen to me?- i'm Loco Dude,
who's to say i'm not a troll with Social Tools who Spoke To You &made you comfortable,
who's to say i don't actually Study Witchcraft, &use it on your bitchass,
poopy diapers?, i have a Sick Dad 'n that Shit made me Mad,
i showed it to him on his Bed he told me to stop wasting time with the Alphabet,
i said "ok dad, i'll just spend time with alpha males & all their raps".
he said "Weave Me A Story",
but Please make it Gory, and leave the Punctuation Aside,
at Least make it Normal
for the Sake of my Eyes, otherwise,
i'll have to Crush you on something Paranormal, unlike those other-guys who Do it Formal...
(me&dad haven't seen Eye ta Eye in quite some time),
don't worry i was jus messing Around with this Rhyme,
-Wasn't i?,
i'm a Rubber Guy,
Lookit this Glue tht Sticks to You,
everything you say, bounces off me, and right back at you,
finders keepers!,
i found some weird raps, but i don't want them- cuz theyre for Old Geezers,
i don't even like the way they sound in my speakers,
crumble'em Up in a Ditch whur i found my sneakers,
if you don't give a shit, about my negative feedback,
let's just make it physical i'll Snap your Weak neck,
go to your mailbox Collect your Last three welfare checks,
find some hunnies on which to Spend the Bread,
before we Bend the Bed, which occurs after she give Tremendous Head,
rapper battleme 2 infinity- i'm Never Dead,
and if i was, i'd write the Sickest obituary you'd ever read,
and handicap myself for fun -with a damaged pen,
a Faulty Mic 'n a page from writers,we should All Be like,,
'n i already know who's Reading The Eulogy,
it wouldn't be u. You'd be reading it stupidly.
the eulogy would include what we've done for the world, musically.
your depth would not encompass what i've done for this site lyrically,
it would not console my mother, who's cared for dad- wearily,
would not console my counselor, whos helped you meditate, tantrically,
i think he's just giving you Sedatives Actually,
they aren't really help, because you seem to be rapping Aggressively,
...I think you act out intentionally.
do you copy other boys in class?, is this what you Expect of me?,
I decline; respectfully.
now watch as i Transform until i can't Anymore.
you wouldn't recgnize me and i'd be a bore.
and there wouldn't be a casket it would just be a floor.
and i'd be lying there alone, asking if something went wrong
with one of my poems or one of my songs,
you don't need a fanboy &he jus need his bongs