My Rap Skills Verse 3
Stereotypes on the mic are all alike
one with the rest
can I stress I'm the best on a savage conquest
to conquer those plonkers with lyrical bonkers
institutionalized no, individual guy,
about to spit to all the fools
I live a life with miracles
you scream out scenes with vocal cords
that draw on boards the done before
a blunder under wonderful
in the bin and dumpster walls,
these Trim sounds sing original
the dawn that spawns phenomenals
ba-da-der ba-da-der ba-da-der ba-da-derks
yes I write these words and that rhyme bloody works
sing along and feel the perks
I think I rhyme the just desserts.
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