ALLOW ME TO INTRODUCE MYSELF

ITS ME! Rememeber? Nah bitch you don’t know me,
My name? Uhhh… DYNAMITE STICK, so BLOW ME,
The number one FAT CAT, you be like where’s ODIE?
Roll wit a RAT PACK, not SINATRA homie,
Known for my nasty SHIT, leave UPPER DECKERS,
Just like a clumsy DJ, I’m here to BREAK SOME RECORDS,
The game full of way too many TASTELESS "F"rs,
I should know, the competition’s what I ATE FOR BREAKFAST,
I don’t “drop shit”… I SLAM IT DOWN,
So much that when my jaws spit, I DAMAGE GROUND,
Used to take shit, from outlandish clowns,
My role changed “SHIFT”, I MANAGE now,
I write each line like its my magnum opus,
Unleash horror just like when a bandage opens,
Others rappers say they HUNGRY… look man just know this,
I crave this shit so bad its like I’m FAMISHED/HOMELESS,
The games about to change, I’m a breath of fresh air,
Challengers end up looking like ground beef… Italian chest hair,
When I kick it, I RIP it so hard that your fucking FLESH TEAR,
And when they ask “what happened to em”… It’s a big logo for GUESS wear (?),

I don’t do this for the wealth, won’t ask for payment,
I do this for MYSELF, like MASTERBATION,
I do this cause I felt, like I hafta say it,
I hope this PROOF to who in DOUBT,like a CRASHING SPACESHIP
I’m out of this world… not the “norm”,
FUCKING ANIMAL with girls…COSTUME PORN,
I RAM into her world… LOCK MY HORNS,
I SLAM her to EARTH… A FOSSIL’s BORN,
I CUT they record sales DOWN, like BLADES of GRASS,
I got a LARGE MOUTH…straight up BASS,
Melt them down to ounce and pound, they made of brass,
World war two french town…they gave up fast,
I guzzle when I drink… Ruthless boozer,
You puzzled how I think… Rubix Cuber,
See double when I blink… Violent mood/abuser,
The duffle what I bring, call it the “Human mover”
And judge me all you want, Cause I’m Not all there,
My mind is like a type of SPOT…BALD and BARE,
My mental BUS is at a STOP… I lost the FARE,
Say the body is a TEMPLE I’m at the MOSQUE..Forgot the PRAYER,

So do I take you on an excellent adventure, or is it bogus,
Have you adjusted to my dementia? Or did you lose your focus,
Treat my verses like injections? Use in abusive doses,
Would you follow me through the desert, like a mutant Moses,
I don’t expect my shit to sell, why would I get signed?
I’m going to, and give em; Hell, definition of my sex drive,
Never let my pencil rest, like I’m stressed and its test time,
Almost completely SENSELESS as if my profession a DEF MIME,
I live careless, no concern for my well being,
But my gift: Paris… worth it it’s well seeing,
Straight fearless, stand still while they fell screaming,
No smoke and mirrors, speak the truth even while his mouth bleeding,
The rhyme deamon, don’t even compare,
My evil mind seething…. even Jesus is scared,
My eyes gleaming, like a Nissan as its speeding at deer,
No rhyme or reason…Well I got rhymes but the reason ain’t here,
So listen close, cause this the final thought,
Then Wisdom: ghost, till next time this aparition on a song,
If our thought train position close… Distance what you want,
Catching what I invisions COLD, It’s a SICKNESS you’ve caught,

ALLOW ME TO INTRODUCE MYSELF

Youngone

Mississauga, Canada

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