1.31.2006
A Swift Retort
Oh Marivhon please You're just behind in xps
You're a 4th level what? Go fuckin Speak Animalese
I said speak on up son couldn't hear your last wheeze
Sound like 'John Romeo done cold better than meeze'
I'm a thief and a playa, 16th level bard in disguise
Arch-mage of illusions whose rhymes hypnotize
Rolled a 1 for your save cause I just won surprise
Got percentage to charm open locks and spread thighs
Think I'm rappin in China? Is that what you done said?
Maybe my words were too big and couldn't fit in your head
Studied cold Webster's every night before bed
Spittin top of the class while you're back in Spesh Ed
You a monk now? Nice wisdom. Good luck on those saves
Vs my lyrics divine that they kick in the raves
All MCs Copy meeze Cause I please The ladies
Rockin smooth grooves from beyond from the cradles to graves
You just be 4th level, I'm the Grandmaster of Rap
Four rhymes per round in your head That'll make your neck snap
Take a crap as I rap cause you really ain't that
Now listen and learn while I victory lap
8d4 every word! I'm innate Power Word Killa!
I'm Rhyme Thrilla! The skilla! Hardcore rap's new Godzilla!
Paya billa gorilla, you ain't ill but I illa
Freestylin profilin all up in this villa.
But before I collect Gonna drop one last break
Pull out my red pen and correct Brogg's mistake
That's a pretty swell rhyme that you just done and make
But two words all it take: Justin fuckin' Timberlake?
Look it's cool if you're gay son, It's okay if you're queer
I mean shit Brokeback Mountain be the film of the year
But the Cold Cut Collective ain't the place for that here
So go home to your mom and your boyfriend, okay dear?
And I wield the lyrics like a cursed 'serker sword
Don't stop til all's dead, oh my god, oh my lord
Knights of Armek all run when I step up on board
Cause John Romeo's name is a pure Holy Ward.
You're a 4th level what? Go fuckin Speak Animalese
I said speak on up son couldn't hear your last wheeze
Sound like 'John Romeo done cold better than meeze'
I'm a thief and a playa, 16th level bard in disguise
Arch-mage of illusions whose rhymes hypnotize
Rolled a 1 for your save cause I just won surprise
Got percentage to charm open locks and spread thighs
Think I'm rappin in China? Is that what you done said?
Maybe my words were too big and couldn't fit in your head
Studied cold Webster's every night before bed
Spittin top of the class while you're back in Spesh Ed
You a monk now? Nice wisdom. Good luck on those saves
Vs my lyrics divine that they kick in the raves
All MCs Copy meeze Cause I please The ladies
Rockin smooth grooves from beyond from the cradles to graves
You just be 4th level, I'm the Grandmaster of Rap
Four rhymes per round in your head That'll make your neck snap
Take a crap as I rap cause you really ain't that
Now listen and learn while I victory lap
8d4 every word! I'm innate Power Word Killa!
I'm Rhyme Thrilla! The skilla! Hardcore rap's new Godzilla!
Paya billa gorilla, you ain't ill but I illa
Freestylin profilin all up in this villa.
But before I collect Gonna drop one last break
Pull out my red pen and correct Brogg's mistake
That's a pretty swell rhyme that you just done and make
But two words all it take: Justin fuckin' Timberlake?
Look it's cool if you're gay son, It's okay if you're queer
I mean shit Brokeback Mountain be the film of the year
But the Cold Cut Collective ain't the place for that here
So go home to your mom and your boyfriend, okay dear?
And I wield the lyrics like a cursed 'serker sword
Don't stop til all's dead, oh my god, oh my lord
Knights of Armek all run when I step up on board
Cause John Romeo's name is a pure Holy Ward.
