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Papi Mario

I’m a real mellow fellow and my rhymes cause sedation Flow so sick you gotta give it medication Knowledge so wholesome that it drives meditation My rhymes are in all 50 states making up the whole nation But let’s stick it quick to my man with the tricks It’s me Papi Mario always acting so slick If my raps were a candle Mario would be the wick He would light up my face cuz this the life he’d pick He writes so many poems you’d think he’s Dr. Seuss He’s got so many tales you’d call him Mother Goose And his precision so tight it’ll never be loose He’s the Maine attraction when he’s the streetwalkin’ Moose So lemme spit this fire like a dragon in the castle My lines like the DMV always lookin’ like a hassle We can go down south if ya wanna wrassle But I ain’t holdin’ back I’m known to be an a**hole But I love my uncle and all his rhymin’ Catch him forever in blue jeans like Neil Diamond He can be silent with stripes when his lyrics are miming But like an anachronism he ain’t gotta worry ‘bout the timing So lemme sign off it’s been Gucci while it lasted I’ll see you Christmas Eve while the party gettin’ blasted This ain’t the first of the raps but nor is it the last bid You might be the first on the mic but I surely ain’t the last kid

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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