Thursday, January 22, 2009
Biter's Delight
I've been chewed up and spit out, so I suit up and dip out
I get hired and fired out of CANNONS!!!
I wanna move up and ship out, but I got two bucks and this style-
That only seems to keep expandin'
I keep it cooler than fannin' done by Oriental mistresses
Your life story, I cut out the boring little instances
Ignore the middle images, look out for the border control
You just hang around and shine with your ornament flow
I ain't warnin' them though, just look out for what's comin' instead
My brilliance makes the sun look like the dark that's under your bed
Nothin' was said, but they still recite my rhymes oh so verbatim-ly
My slot in the major league is really all they can take from me
You can't succeed if I bred you to fail horribly
I am so ill, I can prevail in quarantine
Disorderly, describes my code of conduct
It gained me a fortune and I owe them all bucks
...........What? Sit down if you can't stand it
Put it in a pipe or at least a hand cannon
P.E.A.C.E
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