Let me tell you something about those skills!!!
Check the rhyme, don’t do the crime, if you can’t do the time. Them monkeys gonna crawl up your behind. Shower duty cleaning other inmates’ slime. Country rappers are the new John Prine. Rich Breezy is retired without ever getting signed.
Mic check, driving Uber maneuver around the sewer, I’m the legal city slicker hustle money mover. My voice is the vibe emotional wound soother. Lyrical empirical mathematical rb^2 rooter. You’re a liberal looter. Playing tutor with all the student’s tooter. Broken record transgender man prosthetic skin fluter. I can tell legendary stories of my street cred like I was Slick Rick the Ruler.
Trap music is just terrible. You never wrote a rhyme in your life and your hand-writing is illegible. My style is magic mushroom edible. Repeat myself like I got open mic freestyles on my schedule. The entire industry is fake and ruled by the devil too. I used to be homeless sleeping inside the vestibule. But then I bounced back smoking dab pens in my BMW.
I spit fire I should be mc Fuego. And I’ll see you later so I say “Adios amigo hasta luego”. But they call me mc Frio because I’m cooler than Alaskan archipelago. Choke you out like I learned from Chris Jericho. Everyone in the ghetto thinks I’m the next Serpico. But I be raising eyebrows all the way in Quantico. You gotta be educated to feel me in case you didn’t know. And I’m old school hip-hop you should be saying “What’s the Dillio?”
GREATEST RAPPER TO NEVER DO SHIT
