Ha ha ha!
Who? Me you tryin' to deceive?
Looks like you need a kick,
So that you can freeze!
Look here man,
You've used 'a' before a place where you need 'an',
So you still think you can,
Do this shit?
Well, I do understand,
You need to be taught the grip!
Ima free saturday evening, kid
Call me anytime.
Coz I'll need to teach you,
The rules of rhyme!
But next time,
Make sure you don't screw up this bad!
Else, Ima make you fag,
Ima make you sad!
For now just go home,
And watch me on the TV.
Coz I'm starrin' tonight,
So you'll get to see me.
Keep calm kid,
This stuff takes time.
Keep your pace steady, then
Someday you'll learn to rhyme!
(gosh! I've logged on after a month or so... So busy with my studies, you know! ~ another rhyme 
)
God, It's been a while
But my skill hasen't faded, Just ecscalated
Stop feeding the fire
I'm the king, your the squire
I drop beats and eat rap
If I was as lame as you id say your stuffs crap
But I learn to respect other peoples effort
At the end of the day you cant touch this
spits and hits like mc hammer
you cant understand the fame and glamour
Space your rap out in verses
Tryin to hard, call the nurses
You need to get treated
Now your gettin' schooled, feel cheated?
You did it to yourself, got me fuckin' heated
Your nothing to me, Don't try to compare
I almost feel bad, it just isn't fair
You had good intentions, but your done
Tell your girl I said thanks for last night hun
Ill merk you, ill eat her
ill fuck your life up in a blur
Come into your house show you what this gangsta shit about
hear your mama's painful shout cause' you showed chronic doubt
now im ready to bang out, call out and go all out
You got in to deep, you wont catch me slippin'
don't try to creep
right hook, go to sleep
So don't waste time to hit me back
This was just a snack don't make me fully attack
Skill and flow you lack, feeble and sad like an addict, no crack
keep an eye out for that suv, all black fully strapped
Back alley, your trapped
Find yourself capped
my crew shows no mercy
Get killed standin' to close to me
While you got the chance, flee
or ill have you weepin' on one knee
Gun to the dome
See ya at tha funeral home.
