rhymin’ by numbers
Hey – this is a shoot-out …so – Come on now – U sad sucker – & This means
Get out of your foul – jerk-off seat number what – Stand up to me – U sorry Rapper
N’for all this your – so high gangsta dope – & Fuckin’ fly – so funky
So dynamite rhymin’ – & Dissin’ by numbers rhyme too – You’re a pussy – yo man
‘Cause it seems – you’re all greed – & rhymin’ just to the sales figures beat
U rhymin’ by numbers – U sick from so much dope pimp head
So high up there – We’ll see U in a rush – & flyin’ to hell fast – U dope prick
U real cosmic – U dim sleazy pimp – U smelly gangsta – Go sitting it out
On us in your juices – All bobbin’ there in your posh plush – Number what
Jerk-off seat – Getting it on nicely to the machine – Cashin’ in big by numbers
You’re all greed – well isn’t it a fact? – You’re all greed – all greed – all greed
All those diamonds raining – & Platinum crosses – & Teens floatin’ down through
Your cock-tail dreams – N’ sure enough way up there in this your
So pathetic & ignorant slime yes – In this your jack-off-mind – you’re all greed
Just full of this “crystalline touch”shit – all the time – So lots more of
This stupid sick ass rhyme crap – Is gonna come flyin’ my way – it must be
Comin’ in – From U fuckin’ moron chap – U sick from so much snow dick head
We’ll see U in a rush – & flyin’ to hell fast – U dope prick so high
U capital F-prick dawg with all – Your odd bitch numbers … you’re oh so thug
You’re just gonna sit me out hey – is it that – What U say – on this mystery tour
In your juices there …– Or aren’t you? – Aha …dawg …
What seat number are U – rotting away in – anyway?
This is really cuttin’ in deep – It may even mean – That there go all
My noble ambitions – But anyway – come on now … count: zero ... 1 …2
Can you geek follow me? 3 – & there go all noble ambitions 4 U &
For teens & twelves & even 9 / 11…– To 13-lives-cat (still!) slaver states …
Are U ever gonna get this – & Get it together again – 39 … 52
Cos’ U – you’re sittin’ thru this – in – Those hot bitch juices – &
You’re countin’ me out 8 – Yes – for just light weight & – It’s true I am
Gonna die small fry 7 – U havin’ me on – thinkin’ I’m – Outta lines – trash
Just outta sight – eventually – Oh well man – I don’t give up yet 6
Still rhymin’ & insistin’ – On liberated minds – even liberated sex
Of all things – But U – you’re still – all greed – all jive
So let’s better look out – here comes 5 – & 4 is for true libido yes – &
Can U see those 3s & 2s all over – Getting together now?
They’re gettin’ together for – some number 1 yes: which
Surprise …surprise! – isn’t U – no …– Number 1 is not U: …‘cause
Number one is – that pivotal point – where love – & art – & politics meet &
Inspire our lives - may bring them to fruition – & This is the true meaning of
Libido & freedom of spirit even – means U & me getting’ together now …
Aha U dirty mobster – now you’re sneering!
What’s there LEFT for me to say then – In our times? Zero? Really zero … ?
Well – aren’t we getting – A bit old for that job now – or are we – huh?
Well – come on now U ho’s – won’t U call for just a little bit more than ‘bitch’?
Is that all ? – I can’t hear you – Hear you asking for some better rap
Yes – come on now daddy – Aha …here we go again … finally … sister!
As granite-rock crystal – so hard am I now – & Sound & unwavering
U can’t just discard me – get rid of me – Do away with all this – ‘cause
in Sub-Siberian temperatures I’m cooking U – U fat sucker – & I’m mockin’
Your so sad – & no love at all rhymes – & All that crystalline greed
Still distilled & installed – instead of true love – in your sick
From so much snow dick head – We’ll see U in a rush – flyin’ off to hell fast
U dope prick – so high out there – So what is this your rhyme flowing for now?
For real libido? – We’d figured for freedom of spirit? – For love?– for art?
For politics even? – & With this quest we’re keeping it – Right on & true
But U … oh well … just look – at yourself now – How do U keep delivering?
Oh well – is there any political awareness still – Accessible to U at all?
U poor pussy dope sucker pimp head – You gunner goner gone stale prick
Just what have U crackass – rotten dawg carcass – got 2 say 2 that now?
Well … : “We’re just gonna sit it out – s’long’s – This cash that’s flowin’ in
So nicely – Just isn’t slowin down!” …
Is that all? – Is that your kinda flow? – hey this is a shoot-out
Come on now – U sad sucker – This means: get outta your
So foul jerk-off seat number what – Right now yes – U sorry rapper
‘Cause for all this your – so high gangsta dope & fuckin’ fly
So dynamite rhymin’ by numbers rhyme flow – You’re a pussy
We’ll see U flyin’ to hell fast yes – U poor pussy dope sucker pimp head on coke
Just rhymin’ by the cash machine beat & by the lines
You bloke – you’re – Just rhymin’ by numbers – so …
Line 1 means we see – U diddlin’ your jewel-studded doodle-da
Diddle ding-dong for those shots & takes – Line 2 says we see more
Of U so hot & randy & sportin’ & – Showin’ off 3 bitches on U at least &
Get .4 & so many more – Hooked on your grand braggad-raps
& Yes – you’re so gangsta drive that 5 up – U jive to our dumb bitch heads 6 so
We’re droolin’ for your sex & – U 7 boggle our puppy mind to hip-hop heaven
U havin’ us on – thug dawg 8 yo & – U snoop these white crystal lines’
A-go-go rhymes 9 with – A fat break beat past 10 – U pimpin’ us up slowly
Past 11 even – Way out past 12 – you’re pumpin’ us up
To teens turnin’ gangsta – & Crime in the streets – U pathetic rapper
Rap all night long – go cashin’ in so recklessly street down – U battle all right &
U shotgun on – U sad prick – but – It’s all up your poop hole really
U poor dim witted gangsta pimp – it’s – Just carnage obscene by now
Yes – go on doin’ it – To yourself – With all your street credibility
U sissy rap pussy creamin’ – U capital F prick dawg with
Your diamond & platinum bitch numbers’ – & Do-it-(to)-yourself rhyme-&-cash flow
Parade in your mighty dope gangsta – ‘Hell & paradise show’ yo – But then:
Line number xxx-thousand means: haven’t U – Da-diddle-da-doodled
Your ego enough yet too?
05/2010