Rap is crap

Rap is crap

A Poem by Matter

I here-by invite you rappers to get off your crappers

Slavin away, wasting your breath

Sick of your rhymes!, add 8 more that's a dime

I'm tired of playin mister nice guy - place your price high

Go home and write s**t

Your joke is over

You're racially a disgrace to me

The black market is grey

Go home and write s**t

Samsung out you hand son

Not listenin to your dad or your mom

You know you so damn strong!

Now's the time - make your moves

What's to lose? Duck duck goose

Hang you from your noose

You so smart

Trading cash in the dark to get your track up on that chart

 

© 2015 Matter


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Matter
Matter

Beaverton, OR



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