so here i am the curious cat gonna lose my third life if i ask but my ears are at attention and my tails all perked and twitching and i gotta know gotta figure it out how the fuck do you write a rap
i got the stanzas and the rhymes of poetry down pat locked up tight but i always fight to get the timing right with these frivolous freestyle slam poetry beats and snares and ticks and tocks and im just saying its crazy hearing them from you flowing out like you arent trying and bottom line the one to sign at the bottom of the page that gives you every right to gauge how poorly this veritable word maze is the bottom line is ... ..... .........................
aight aight i think your rhymes pretty tight dont go frettin bout ya timin it takes a little rhymin to get it right
so i just gotta tell ya
im doing jack shit laying on my back and staring at the cracks in the ceiling just got that empty feeling missing you guys so hard im wheeling wishing i could be stealing a few winks out of doc sandman i keep saying come on knock my pan man right the fuck out dont go making me pout
tight aint even begin to explain it my rhymings sublime unparalleled so fly it flows like the water from milotics maw my rhymings law if not a little bit daunting as it should be honestly i dont fuck around with poetry but this freestyle thing is just muddy and clumsy or maybe thats me
and heres another chance to educate do you always shorten you to ya or say can y'do something like that with apostrophes
im thinking about putting john in a dress that doesn't really rhyme but oh well i guess
it depends on the day for when i turn you to ya its all based on what makes it flow better for you im breaking out of rap here to tell you hell fucking yes but that dude in a dress
Feb 4, 2013; dumb o'clock in the morning because guess who can't sleep, before John wakes up
gonna lose my third life if i ask
but my ears are at attention and my tails all perked and
twitching and i gotta know
gotta figure it out
how the fuck do you write a rap
i got the stanzas and the rhymes
of poetry down pat
locked up tight
but i always fight
to get the timing right
with these frivolous freestyle
slam poetry beats
and snares and ticks and tocks
and im just saying its crazy
hearing them from you
flowing out like you arent trying
and bottom line
the one to sign at the bottom of the page
that gives you every right to gauge
how poorly this veritable word maze
is
the bottom line is
...
.....
.........................
fuck im bored as hell dave
what are you doing rn
Poor Rose
i think your rhymes pretty tight
dont go frettin bout ya timin
it takes a little rhymin to get it right
so i just gotta tell ya
im doing jack shit
laying on my back and staring at the cracks in the ceiling
just got that empty feeling
missing you guys so hard im wheeling
wishing i could be stealing
a few winks out of doc sandman
i keep saying come on knock my pan man
right the fuck out
dont go making me pout
anyway
yeah im bored
no subject
my rhymings sublime
unparalleled
so fly
it flows like the water
from milotics maw
my rhymings law
if not a little bit daunting
as it should be honestly
i dont fuck around with poetry
but this freestyle thing is just
muddy and clumsy
or maybe thats me
and heres another chance to educate
do you always shorten you to ya or say
can y'do something like that with apostrophes
im thinking about putting john in a dress
that doesn't really rhyme but oh well i guess
no subject
for when i turn you to ya
its all based on what makes it flow better for you
im breaking out of rap here
to tell you hell fucking yes
but that dude in a dress