NETCEES CYPHER THREAD

[Mr. J]

Armed to the teeth, pardon the speech.
the flow I contain parted the seas.
searching for another garden to eat.
stuck in the middle of war with the weak.
vacate the premises, en garde...
technique of excalibur, swing sword
better call a manager to bring forth.
found the talentless that yall sing for.
a dingbat with a slingshot springs forward.
battle with Goliath protect the village
giants fall grounds shake promoting spillage.
consider them dammed, a cup to fill with...
tears in a bucket, years of fuck it.
jibber jabber battle rappers & fears of nothing.
motivated by bitter rabble spit so clear of substance.
most forgot what the pen does.
look how many fucks he done sent up.
the uselessness of the masked man
extended his arm greeting with a backhand
now he dance using jazz hands.
thats the tip of the ice berg sonny
out early for time served dummy.
why bother this is light work for me...