I love to write
Or should I say type
I'm trying to get hype
So I'm puffin on this pipe
I'm smokin on the bud
Yeah you know it's ripe
It'll hit you so hard make you feel like you've been sniped
But you're alright
Calm down You ain't trying to deal with a fight tonight
Yeah that's right
I just might say your name with smite
You should know that I'm hype
You should know that I cannot technically rap but my flow hit you hard like a slap
Come on people
Lets clap along to the beat
And get up outta your seat
I'll have your grandmother saying
"oh he's neat"
But your mom'll say "he's a freak when it comes to the sheets"
I'll burn you with this fire
You know I got the heat
But sh**.....I ain't got a beat
Now ill keep going just to hear you say wow
Else I'll smack you like pow
Now y'all are down
Ill bury you someplace
You'll never be found
Not even with a police hound