I'm a holy monk, blow smoke from buns through my only lung,
Roll my tongue and burst out in bullets like a loaded gun,
Obi wan kenobi ain't got nothing on this homey,
Pose my flows to myself cos I'm afraid of being lonely,
Know me as the rap Elijah, who sold his soul for a fiver,
And paid interest to fund the cypher,
The kind of guy to trade his left eye for a rhyme
And blindly smash the show like a bull exposed to china
20 seconds on the clock in this,
And still I stay covert operative,
Rhyming like I don't know what the topic is,
The consequence? Ikeep my rhymes in mind not on a floppydisk,
Dropping the top agendas so I stay away from politics...
there's more but it's tiring me out
..hey gringo..hot drop on post number 4..keep it comin' kid..
rhymed nice. Liked
nice rhyme keep it coming
drugs are bad mmmmmmmmmmmkay?