Shake You Bum-Bum, Shake Your Bum-Bum
Makes sure you stay mad at the
Terrific splinters I spitted. Now that ya pitted against these,
Youre dim-witted and limp wristed, PLEASE.
Even the swiftest kids kis pavement when Abe emcees.
Lifted, strike a mic with a difference, cause eyes to glisten,
Mouths to grinnin, Brings souls to new beginnings,
The faithless to religion
Cuz I speak for the millions and millions who feel nobodys feelin em.
Those lost in delirium, searchin for answers thru herbal serum,
Tryin to look where noone peered in
But finding only disappointed footprints
And the same uneasy past tense that a lonely laugh gets.
You always had friends but imagined you could establish
Fame after a fashion. Carryin the mental baggage
Gives way to madness, which runs in rampant patches
So when you go dispatch it, harness your pen to the back of it
Then record your discord on your tablet.
By hand revisions are automatic
Mind to mandible transfers fail sporadic.
It never mattered, so lose the self conscious barometers
Your own self esteem's stompin ya
But I promise theres nothin wrong with ya.
You know you could be honester, but you dont want no harm done.
Naw, insteada start some, you bark none, thinkin you too good to get farts from.
But in truth son, you just didnt know your parchment dunn,
Even with your weapon drawn, cant turn the safety from 'on____
You been sweating? That was a workout.
Well, Work Out.
ah huh..feelin that C-Street shit..mad flow kid
UC baby, UC
Tight Flow, Solid Post
This Was Good Mahn
And The Vocab And Word-Twisting Style ________Terrific Splinters I Spitted________
Poetic Disciplez '2000
madd tight... like the "title"... the parabola thing