G.A.:
The champ is here no not me
the man name Troy
gettin his ink on as if he got jets on
as i'm just the boy little ol' Elroy
ready to deploy these boys like torpedo's
....bombs away the pure explosions of defeat
as i peeked around the corner seein the boy
Da Champ in training
beefin up like a cow
ready to take the ring in his lyrical bout
against anyone thats ready for the challenge
tell'em who you be and what your about
Psychosis Aka Da Champ:
Hold up hold up ! G.A i dont even wanna spit on verse one
Let me just be hood!
Im tired already of seeing poems just to be posted
Duty to the pen we take this shit for real
Its its not coming from the heart dont note it
Wasting my clicks on bullshit just so you can get on a front page
This poetry is the heart of some of (US) thats the main stage
I check for lyrical content and keep the ink changing but niggas typing the same
How many positions can you fuck all erotic no love, no spirituals, no haikus all of your poems coming from one lane
Genre up ya flows use some imgaination and flava
Just speaking the truth My pen speaks for itself I never need to be a hater!
Fuck it my bad G.A i just had to say it
Now back to the rhyme !
G.A.:
They push to be on top of they game
while i push to be on top pf my class
i ride with bananas and shells just like
Mario and Luigi
carryin my "Leethal AR-15's"
as i am blasting these fens
with the flower power
spittin fire thats why ima lyrical arsonist
the blazin cajun raging onto these sheets
like a pissed off rhinoceros
these are my stompin grounds
don't trespass or get flattened like a goomba
your stankin ass flow smells worse than Pumba
callin yourself the King of the Jungle
only jungle bein conquered
is the hairy pussy you came out of
Lol just venting out my frustrations
nobody on this site even come correct anymore
all they worry about is the spotlight
with one or two lines
that rhymes and there done
no switching lanes
or aiming to be versatile
i know what i am about
i know what Da Champ is about
what is everyone else is about?