Battle rap
• Written by Josephthefirst
Look this beat isn't my own
I'm looking at you through
A microphone in my mobile
Home kick your thoughts aside
Like stirafoam I will roam
On any track over top
You from here to Rome
When she say when in Rome
She take it to the dome
Polishing all my chrome
I'm a vital Nome waiting
In the front yard for you
Strapped hard with pitiful
Thoughts to you a pit full
Of the greatest you knew
At my despensal its purley
Incidental you caught a fistfull
I'm gonna pack my fist full
Of change and change the way
You exchange with me
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Josephthefirst
Member since October 27 2015