Know-it Poet [Main]

MaC AsYLuM, Here we go... Im a poet and i know it I can rhyme all the time If you don't like my shit? Take a number get in line Take a donut if you want it Take some time to wait in line I'm a poet and you know it All my rhymes so divine Every night chica got me sneaking out the sorrority I just might run if I see the authorities I'll catch their eyesight and they'll make me a priority 'Cause I'm not white 'n I'm clearly a minority Sprayin' 'n slayin' The loco tracks that I'm laying Identity mistaken cause the popo always hating So I'm running from the bacon Evacuated the state, levitate, level elevate Needs to mad medicate And I'mma fuckin' book it 'Causes the po-po's on my trail So its a must to prevail The Sheriffs wife I just railed Or he'll be beating me pale In jail, never make bail, well He's lookin' so livid It's, apparently vivid shit Said your bitch was a "hit 'n' quit" The pig never get with it Gonna have to live with it The D she was missing it You dont like my witt? well, I really dont give a shit Clock tockin' all the time Grab your donut get in line Hella lit out my mind Wanna drop get in line Dime's in that line Hit that shit until im blind Just fucking, not cuffin or bluffin Just stuffin their muffins Im a poet and i know it I can rhyme all the time If you don't like my shit? Take a number get in line Take a donut if you want it Take some time to wait in line I'm a poet and you know it All my rhymes so divine I let a piggy chase me we was havin' some fun Until the oinker called me essay asking me if I'm spun You ain't ever met me, dont know where I come from You're just a scared lil bitch With a badge and a gun I'm wickedly wit it Explicitly gifted If you stand up, you get hit 'Cause you a dumb lil' dipshit Dank making the bank My slang is baking the cake I'm taking your dame Gaining the fame 'n you still think we ranking the same? Legit you ain't shit, you just a lil' twit So zip ya fuckin' lip 'fore I flip you like a switch Get your girl in the backseat She wanna get nasty Classy and flashy 'Cause I am the Great Gatsby My instinct of technical speak Got me climbing the ranks I'm up at the peak So wicked and slick with a beat Like a magician you don't wanna blink Latin heat, Halloween treat Making the Buck I'm stacking my luck Yah what you think? You're stuck like Chuck I called up your girl and she's coming to f*ck! Im a poet and i know it I can rhyme all the time If you don't like my shit? Take a number get in line Take a donut if you want it Take some time to wait in line I'm a poet and you know it All my rhymes so divine