This smirk can't be wiped off my face. I know I'm good. Proud of it. I rhyme in my head so the skills don't go dead. I nod my head to the beat so I can stay in rhythm when I speak. I got this in the bag. You won't hear me through the speakers, but the possibility that you could is what makes these other rappers seem weaker. I could do what they do. I could do it better. With less words. Less cursing. More clothes. a better message. But I chose not to. Because I'm just that good.
Put that in your boombox and listen.
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