Beat=Heart Beat

I'm a writer, I'm a fighter, words are my weapon,
The art of expression is my new profession.
Never at a loss for words I sleep with a dictionary under my head
I'll have you at "hello" and hold you forever till I'm dead.
Talk is cheap but speech is free
No spending limits, I'm on a talking spree.
And if you can't hear what I'm saying
I'll sign it so you can see what I'm portraying
So read my lips and feel my fingertips
Take this tip: clean out your ears with some Q-tips.
Sound check. Can you hear me better?
These rhymes are hot, so take off your sweater.
Oh you still sweating?
I'm unrelenting.
It's just round one I'm not close to done,
So get comfy, warm your buns while I have some fun.
Blah-blah-blah call it word vomit,
I'm sick with this, can't stop it.
So ill, I'm beyond a doctor,
Just pop some pills, I think we lost her.
The beat flat lined, time to revive
This piece is LIVE, and I didn't even have to try...