Roast 2
• Written by Sketch
My rhymes could be sloppy a lil too lazy, but I don't wanna go crazy!
My flow is like flexible others call it incredible telling me I'm professional.
They say it's all about the beat it has to be heat!
Bitches saying their hair on fleek when really you smelling like feet!
I'm colder than an artic blizzard I'm the rhyme wizard!
Bronze, plus some silver and gold, won't be of help if you shiver when cold.
Tell me to freestyle and I'll deliver
Meanwhile your rhymes bore me like a filler
I'm so dangerous but I can be spontaneous
Get back before I give you a purple nurple be looking like Steve Urkel
What's with that limp? Spending too much time with the pimp?
Are you wimp? You remind me of a shriveled up shrimp!
I got bars I'm like a shooting star!
Mess with me you'll get the cigar!
Can't believe this it's ludicrous, insane on how I've been doin this
I don't know but did you choke on your lines!
Guess what?
Dead folk don't get a goodbye
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Sketch
Member since February 11 2015