Eargasm

I went ghetto gold ....... I was told that when I flip this, I'm come sicker than syphilis, My verses come in 3's like triplets, I drop ebonic type scriptures, That keep your eardrumbs numb, when my psalms roll off my tongue, my adversaries hide & run, as the oxygen escapes from my lungs, I lace my poetic sermons with codeine the mo' feinds means the mo' green I separate, I'm a cheese head like in Green Bay so I stay in a chedda' state[money state], of mind frame & 1 of my prophecies, I will rise at a high velocity, and my thoughts'll be, sprinkled[spoken ] far from sloppily, when my voice is transmitted, the pathetic get netted & shredded, by my unsweetened poetic antidotes see i'm sugarfree like diabetics, Strong Faith,Family&Love's a good trinity, and my deliveries, during my performances or soliloquies, will let all know this should be, broadcasted throughout history, I'm the vocabulary minister, If your poetry soul's empty I'll replenish ya', and when I'm finished I'll stamp your inner thoughts with the Rhyme Pedllaz signature, And my mouthpiece unleashes verbal hand grenades, from the block to the stage, and the weak gets quarantined when I deliver 1 of my spoken word plagues, You can wipe your ears off now.