1st of all, I'm not a poster. 2nd of all, I'm not a rapper.
I take this from the internet and steal it.

"killin' yall bitches on that lyrical shit, mayonnaise colored benz I push miracle whips"

Your careers are over

Sparky is a twink
Sparky is a twink
Sparky is a twwwwwiiiiiiiink

thank you

Ever since Tuna dropped off.
Your rhymes haven't topped off.
Y'all are standing around a bomb waiting for me to pop off.
I'm just laying back waiting for you to hop off.
This may be a game
But we are not playing hopscotch.

I'm the boss battle here
Call me the lyrical gate keeper.
Guarding my dungeon
From Canadian treasure seekers
I'm not an anomaly
I'm just using basic psychology
To late for apologizes
No one is stopping me.

I wont blame you for leaving
Feel your fear as it's creeping
Treat your wounds while they're seeping.
I'll write my words in red.
I'll use the blood that your weeping.
Hills getting steeper,
Oceans deeper,
Weather weirder.
I know for a fact,
I wouldn't fuck with me either.

I'll keep coming back like tryhard
I'll keep braving through like lionheart
Now you see me?
Now you don't.
Steal from me?
Oh no you won't.
Turn a hater into my bitch
Got me here, doing magic trixs.
My crew, we can't be bought,
Can't be found, have to be sought.
We'll turn around and disappear!
On the off chance we get caught.

There's no such thing as 1 man.
When the crew's here we all band.
If your starting shit we all stand.
Don't hate on me, that's the way I am.

I wasnt trying to put it in sonnet .-.

I suck at raping but a Little except of something emerged in my mind:

People hate me for taking what I want,
All they ever take is a Student loan.
Find me backstage giving your chick what you cant
First time you ever hear that slut moan

Or you know, make real Music.

TIME FOR A REVIVE?
BOY THIS THE REAL VIBE
BOUTTA DROP SOME HYPHY MUD ON YOUR FACE BABYYYYYY

CHECK OUT AS I BRING THE POWER BACK
SO MUCH HYPE AROUND ME, THINK I HAD A HEART ATTACK
DUBSTEP UP AS I DROP THE BEAT WHILE IM PICKIN UP THE STACKS
LYRICAL GENIUS ALL YALL LOSERS LACK, BUT IM BRINGIN IT BACK
OBEY IS MY HOME BUT VIBE ARE MY HOMIES
GOT A FEW GOOD FRIENDS AND A LOT OF FUCKIN CHRONIES
GOT A FEW GOOD WHORES AND A LOT OF FUCKIN PONIES
GOT A FEW BIG PARTIES YA THAT'S WHY IM NEVER LONELY
AND A FEW REAL PLAYERS YA YOU KNOW IM NOT THE ONLY
LIKE HOLDEN CAULFIELD CALLIN YOU A PHONY
YOU ARE ABOUT AS THREATENING AS MOTHERFUCKING KONY

FIGHT TO SURVIVE, IT'S MORE LIKE A VACATION
NEVER STEP DOWN ALWAYS UP FOR THE OCCASION
TRYNA ACT HARD BUT YOUR COURAGE LEFT THE STATION
MY BOY SO BURNT YOU'D THINK HE FOUGHT THE FIRE NATION
YEAH IM HYPED UP, HOW BOUT YOU BUD?
YOUR DICK SMALL LIKE PAUL RUDD
GOT MAD LINES LIKE KID KUD
YOU GOT I'S? I NEED SOME CAN I GET A REFUND?
WE GOT WORK WE NEED FUN, YOU NEED TIPS? ILL LEAVE SOME
GOT BAD GRADES AND BAD DAYS NOW I LIVE ON REFUNDS

I suck kill me

This is what I use to make rhymes, not even joking.



You all need it

still spitting poems at me? lol