you all think your rhymes are great,
but all your fancy words will never extricate
me from my throne because I own,
and my powers are practically one with fate,
but Jono thinks he can take up my time,
with his poorly crafted excuse for a rhyme,
and Tito thinks hes got his back,
but we all know whos got Tito in the back:
hes someone who I think we all know,
he goes by the name of Jono.
So Jono do you think you can take the heat,
im not even gonna bother to make these rhymes discreet,
Iknow you and tito will have a homosexual time,
licking up the dirt fom beneath my feet,
and it is clear that my verses are sublime,
and to go against my power would be a crime.
I rule from the dark,
and most of you dont know it,
Im with you i the park,
but most of you dont show it.
You guys are monotheists to the deity of me,
and you're dazzled by my beauty
so that you can hardly see
:pimp:
I did this in the morning. Now I'll add on some:
Jono your rhymes hurt like a little bitch slap,
while mine will make you shrivel and your genitels snap,
so you can go and suck Sputnik's mushroom cap,
and feed Tito with a cup full of crap.
I see an end coming
its really not far,
I can tell you guys are nothing
from what you've shown me so far,
I run over your rhymes,
in my big blue sports car,
and me, the Master of Verse,
will set on you a curse:
When I'm done with you,
you'll be begging me to stop,
and when I'm through,
you'll be ready to flop,
so when I say bark like a dog,
you'll do it and on top of that,
you'll get down and croak like a frog,
or maybe scurry around like a rat,
and I'm not the shit -- you know I'm the shat,
I'm too cool for the present tense,
and its time for me to dispense,
all the punishment
that you all deserve,
and in any event,
its time for me to rule and for you all to serve.
WHAT?! :pimp:
