Whatever let the clever ego's sn...
• Written by BrigzThaPig
my hand is like riding a hoverboard,
Michael Fox couldn't catch me i'm goin' abroad!
Snoring cats clap there hands to this rap,
Flappin' wings like a lil honey eating bird listenin' to the verve!
Sample a taste, and feel ya heart beginin to race!
Placement be first, cursed talent bursting a tasty bubble in which i'm immersed!
Fleeting beat, keep it discrete! neatly compacting words in which i speak!
Unique, different. A linege somewhat rare as an antique!
Tongue and cheak, lil larican ya wish ya could meet!
Eating alphabetical soup, duped profit dunken miracles through the hoop!
Soul brothers, sisters and black panthers alike uprising against haterid we suffered!
Buttered toast in the mornin' storming bastilles after years of perfection laying dorment!
Tormenting this dude be a prude tactic winnin' all fueds!
Glued my eyes to seeking prizes of knowledge aiding wise perspectives I let slide.
Ridin' the crazy train with Ozzy osbournes help straining eachothers brain,
Andy duphrane diggin' tunnels to escape to Spain.
Raining turns to hail, hail turns to sleet, mail man skipped delivery today musta read my letters and felt they too deep!
Creepy oddball people think weird, missunderstood chap bleeding slow is the creed.
Last verse of tonights spiel, feeling serges that're appealing to those needin' to heal,
Real live action compacted dense to a fraction, inducted into Guiness book of records as Dumber and Dumbers competitor reaching Aspin dressed as Aladdin.
Mortal combat, cat in the hat with a welcoming door mat flipped around so bizarro world be my oppisite.
Dorsal fins chopped by cropping nazis hijacking my virtual land with bots, extra hopped audical plots like Mottley Crews band assaniting Paul Potts.
Needa a lower wattage globe, jokes. Real ol' school glassy's without eyes to the node.
Bode ya all fell well, selling scriputes bound to ring ya bells and get ya outa hell!
Shelly thigh name, hermit crab the game, shameful reign of aiming sealgulls peckin ma head for grains!
Tame. Aloft and dobby's best friend and my gift to him, a cleanexe cloth.
