What I Got

.....Uh.....Hi...

 

 

Try to get with me spitting these rocks.

Simp-l-y Jill in a box

Switch between chilling and hot

You rickety bridges are caught wiggling

Diggity dog diggiyty

Not shivering, finna get rid of you all. Chivalry?

Dead. I'm the cream of the crop killing

the king of the Kong. Really

a sheep I am not kidding.

I'm raw villainy. Quickly I'm kicking you off. Sicily.

Killing you off. Hitler. Bin Laden. The bomb diggity.

Ticking you off like tickity tock tickity

Fixing to hawk spit and be iller than all enemies.

Readily RAW like wrestling.

"Rawr" Remember me?

Ripping you off. Consciously call it a con-spiracy.

.........

Pause. Prickly paws picking a pocket in prompt pity. It's not pretty.

You got giddy. Oh God, I'm a ghost. Giggity.

Hotter than most Piggly Wigglies. Y'all kidding me?

You're not rid of me. Y'all are some frogs, ribbiting.

Rock in the pond, rippling.

Stop it, you're not killing me.

When y'all spitting, it's all crickets.

So call Kendrick Lamar, get him involved,

and give me the ball. And your ring.

Injuring any jock and we make a mockery

of copy critics, cocky cynics, anybody talking. Get this

work...like I hired you, and yeah.

You may win, but it'll be Pyrrhic and may cost you an eye or two.

See I just out rapped

half of you in the house. That's

how I do it. I just snap

on your tail like a mouse trap.

You know you're outmatched.

Run away like my house cat.

Your surrender, announce that.

You'll do better? I doubt that.

Matter of fact, I could batter and smack your rap

'till it's shattered and cracked. In fact, you're gonna want a new plan of attack

cause you cannot combat this tactical assault.

I'll come at you, removing your arm and ruin everything like both Adams.

 

It's what I got.