The Chiefrocker already has a fan,
While Rhyfelwyr only get cheered by his gran,
Still he's miles better than vartan,
But let's be clear, I'm the man
With Rhymes more Nuclear than Iran.
Now this idea about the EB's themesong
Ain't that bad and ain't that wrong.
With me freestyling around,
The spice girls singing on the background,
Now that'll be the greatest sound!
You guys see I'm the best rapper here,
while you guys are the Heineken of beer,
But have no fear,
I can teach,
rap
to become your natural speech.
So class begins, white meat!
All you faillures take a seat.
The most important thing is to feel the beat,
Listening to a rap should be treat,
so make sure your rythm is neat,
with rhymes so sweet,
you gotta up the heat
and girls'll be laying at you feet,
use the slang from the street
Reenk you better listen man, I won't repeat!
for the older guys, "yo" has become obsolete.
Now there's final test you gotta complete:
in a rap battle you'll have to compete...
against me and there's no retreat,
even though my disses are harder than concrete!
So are you ready bro'?
I'm a better gladiator than Crussel Crow,
my sword is my flow,
and broter you rap to slow!
Already got the bit err...
women and the dough (this is the frontroom...)
I'm just here to show
It's what I do, I am a pro,
no john Doe.
Lyrics phat as Fat Joe,
That's fo' sho
I'm still waiting for a worthy foe,
that can battle me, toe to toe,
cool as snow.
Apropos
Quid pro quo,
where's the money which you owe
me
I don't teach for free
you know!?
Just use the Paypal button from the link below:
www.europabarbarorum.com
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