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This is a rap battle against fieken stein got a chair made o leather and a desk of pine that’s where I sit, while I compose my rhymes Just because they’re antiques you wouldn’t say that I’m behind the times
Yo Mad Doc You rock My socks and underwear
Lightning storm it forms and you will take me there
Cold flesh made warm laid on the high table
throw the lever say you’re clever you know the fable
about the old man who wished to see the face of God But unlike him your work involves a lightning rod Give my creation life you howl madly The villagers come sadly
it’s over all too soon You gaze up to the moon With a tear in your eye The villagers cry you will fry
You’re trapped in a tower and the monster hates fire they set it ablaze and it will be your funeral pyre
(man, “fire” and “pyre”? nobody’s used that one before, no sir.)
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Posted On: 07/25/2009 7:32PM | View Fortunato's Profile | # |