Book of Rhymes Freestyle lyrics

I squash lines
Toss rhymes
Go to work it’s crunch times
Ali cause this Mc
Got punch lines
In the stu my habitat
The magnitude
Of my contact
I’m the dude
To put your girl in the mood
While she givin an attitude

The rhymes I jot
Like poison ivy
You’ll scratchin thought
Any beat I can thrash
When I clash
Leaves the whole studio
Into ash
This cat to eat the canary
This cat lookin for a canary
With ass that’s fat and nice cherries
A woman who can carry
Herself is legendary

I bang you know Imma sweet talka
Hit once come again
Like a boomerang
I’m sokka
I’m in her face
At her place grippin her waist
On the mattracе
She call me Petеr Pan
Cause that di*k can
Make her fly like never land
I never land a b*tch who can settle
On another level
Of hurt
But true poetry grows from the dirt