For old time's sake

Pharaohs Army · 02-28-2021, 08:14 PM

I’ll out-Write you, out-Fight you & take your Life Too
Who’s Next to Try?
Vets will Die from this lyrical Exercise
Amazing Grace; I’ll Laser-cut your Face
You seem out of Place
Your life is a Disgrace
Spray you with Mace
Or Make you a cold Case
Vandalize your Hearse
You’ve Tantalized a Curse
You’ll be Penalized & Murked
Why Did I have to go First?
You can Get this Work
There’s nothing you can Do to me
Let’s prepare your Eulogy
This isn’t how it Used to Be
Don’t reply Foolishly
It’s Essential that I listen to Instrumentals
With a Pencil
I’m color outside the Stencil
I’m on Edibles - so I’m Mental
My Mandibles are the Dental
These rhymes are not for Rental
They Fit like a Glove
Thankfully I’m not Addicted to Love
I’m Just Addicted to Drugs
You’re maladjusted – mommy didn’t Give you(any)Hugs
My .357 will Give you Many Slugs
Your reply? - will Give us Duds,
You’re a Spy & Silly Dunce
You’ve only Thrilled me Once
Certainly there’s More to Life
I’m Mortified to find you’re the Sort of Guy looking for a Whore to Buy
We’re ancient like Mordecai
Every storm is strong in this Port of Mine
Got the glock, OR the 9
It’s Horrifyng!

02-28-2021, 08:14 PM	#13
Pharaohs Army Banned Join Date: Aug 2014 Posts: 2,956 Battle Record: 6 - 14 Rep Power: 0	I’ll out-Write you, out-Fight you & take your Life Too Who’s Next to Try? Vets will Die from this lyrical Exercise Amazing Grace; I’ll Laser-cut your Face You seem out of Place Your life is a Disgrace Spray you with Mace Or Make you a cold Case Vandalize your Hearse You’ve Tantalized a Curse You’ll be Penalized & Murked Why Did I have to go First? You can Get this Work There’s nothing you can Do to me Let’s prepare your Eulogy This isn’t how it Used to Be Don’t reply Foolishly It’s Essential that I listen to Instrumentals With a Pencil I’m color outside the Stencil I’m on Edibles - so I’m Mental My Mandibles are the Dental These rhymes are not for Rental They Fit like a Glove Thankfully I’m not Addicted to Love I’m Just Addicted to Drugs You’re maladjusted – mommy didn’t Give you(any)Hugs My .357 will Give you Many Slugs Your reply? - will Give us Duds, You’re a Spy & Silly Dunce You’ve only Thrilled me Once Certainly there’s More to Life I’m Mortified to find you’re the Sort of Guy looking for a Whore to Buy We’re ancient like Mordecai Every storm is strong in this Port of Mine Got the glock, OR the 9 It’s Horrifyng!