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Seen all types of lows

Dead broke staring thru your windows

Not living for tomorrows

Time and money aint something you can borrow

Y'all say keep it on the straight and narrow

But are you living out your car yo

Aint got the luxury of believing in your tarot

Cards all fake like a scarecrow

Gettin hit like the chronicles of Riddick Bowe

Gettin it, yeah Too Short he oughta know

Gettin lit off sticky green hydro

Been places & done s**t, now I'm sposed to work at Sbarro

Used to suck a stripper's tit, now all's I gots is a crack ho

Grin and bear it cause now I'm just a shadow

Another year like this & I'll be buried in a shallow

Graveyard ditch with the rest that get the gallows

Walking with a hitch & this ground is far from hallowed

When I ran this b***h people came by the carload

It only takes one snitch to turn it all to a caseload

Hit the switch cause it's time to let the light glow

See my facial twitch cause stress is all around yo 

 

And people say what's up JO/you gotta eat some crow

while I can't take no mo/cause my pen's about to blow

Up in your jaw/So try and find a flaw

See what you done saw/the legendary southpaw

 

I'll knock you out like Clay, Cassius

I'm a knockout like Jackie Kennedy Onassis

How now best bow down to the Fascist

Write down if you know how cause I'm the fastest

Look around & wonder how I ever lasted

I got know-how, took that class & I passed it

Look to the clouds & believe it's everlasting

All over town they bump it & they blast it

Haters want to clown, want to trump it, want to trash it

Want to take my royal crown but I drink it by the glasses

Their words fail to flow, they turn to molasses

Glimpses of greatness growing but just in flashes

While I have shown relentless verbal lashes

Come hear my sound & congregrate with the masses

Take a noun, regurgitate it then you pass it

Pound by pound, can't wait to amass this

Till I get found I'm fated to just practice

Round by round, I wear you down with my jab hits

While you try to hound, try to harrass this

But you're bound to lose, I know you're tactics

You need to choose if you really want to attack this

Fill the pews cause this is St. Patrick

Check the news cause I'm rackin up the hat tricks

Just come through and hear me above the static

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

Wiork in progress, any thoughts or comments welcome