Yo Dawg, fight
• Written by Cybe
John is da dawg that can talk,
But can't walk properly, cuz of Jaundice.
But to be honest,
His voice sounds kinda promising,
But he got this long neck,
that makes him look awkward as heck
His vocal chords are so noisy,
That after a point we
barely want him to
Daily rant em,
Like he won the lottery.
But what runs from his watery
mouth
Compensates
for the four logs he has aloud
Those so-called ungodly legs, no one cares about,
That he can't even Jog or walk around.
I warned this dunce,
That for once,
Don't go start it
But then he got hit
In an accident
with a kitten he fought (grit)
Bleedin' dog adamant
to kill da cat malevolent.
He gotta seal this mishap n'
So he goes pouncing on the feline
Announcing red lines on it like a lion.
But he also got some casualties,
That gave him weak knees,
like my granny's.
(This rap gotta get Grammys)
Alright I guess I've crossed da line,
Cuz it's lunch time
And I gotta feed ma canine
one beef spine; just fine,
Thus ends the rhyme.
See ya next time
'Til then ba-bye
'Tis ma last line (and it's worth nine dime) BOOM! 💥
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Cybe
Member since June 6 2019