Wicked Rhymes
• Written by SnoopyJ
i rep wicked rhymes with riddled signs from my mind
as i dribble fines out my lips, don't doubt my tricks
while my rhythm rides the beat as the clock ticks
my intelligent ballad dumbfounds the crowd candid
when figurative language leaves the moral undistinguished
like wild fires out of sight from the fighters
yearning for water like hitch hikers
staring at the sun skywards wondering were their ride is
ohhh i know you like it when my words connect
like cause and effect perfectly direct
to the topic select, checked, and correct to the subject
ahh, so fresh i think my imaginary dick is erect
