the haze hung on the battle ground|
weapons of bass drum and vocal sound|
the graves sung from the tombstones on a local mound|
your amazed from the fact that i've subtract wac cats since days one|
i attack like a wolfpac on a rampage|
i will rack, crack, and smack you in Jackie Chan ways|
you talk about drug slingin, your in a spiderman phase|
so grow up, and act your damn age|
go show up, not much can change magically|
blow up tragically,to scatter you geographically|
no traffic is passin me|
i move acrobatically on the information super highway|
nomadically no one is goin my way because i'm sideways|
two and five days i act like friday for the high raise|
my peice of the pie pays for my habit of hip-hopin|
audio elastic beat-boxin|
my squadron, grab it we be mobbin|
take your lung and stab it, never stoppin|
opportunaty is nockin|
my verbal bullet is dockin in your cranium|
peircin with artistic titanuim my lyrics relayin 'em|
so on and so forth.......
good stuff! I was feelin that flow totally, I wanted it to keep going, good rhythm.
That there is a fine example of having some actual skills.