The response by Emcee wasn't Proper
Mine will be an Outright Shocker. The Rhyme Concoct-er
Precision like Zygote's, diagnostic Helicopters
or Choppers. I've been Known to Mow down Coppers
My whole team Show, like Monsters
Take the whole Fam Hostage
Make 'em Scram like Ostrich
They will not know-no Solace
Taking up residency in my Office seems to be your latest Sonnet
But you cannot Control me
The cops - they done Paroled me
Holy Moly let's whisper about the newest Sanctimony
Thankful Only to a few who Might get Nosy
I fight with you because you never Fight Phoney
Hours from my Day when you Stole my Sony
With an Oz. of Cocaine hidden inside the Pony
Sure I'll play Starsky & Hutch
Plus, it seems(like)lately you don't Talk to me very Much
This is because you're Actually very Soft
I'll tomb-raid your ancient aliens and take their gold like Laura Croft
Snatch your hail mary reply
like Randy Moss
The flow Can't be Lost you must keep it up for the Cause
Room of horrors for you like Saw
Your crows from the old days, I am starting to hear them Caw
I shall leave them in Awe, inspire them 'til(the)Dawn
So I exclaim like Nas, for them to Hand me my Crown
Meanwhile you Frown; start looking for me upTown
I'll leave you hanging Upside Down, on your face you look with Scorn
I would have hoped that you'd Adjourned
Instead I leave you Submerged, with Words
Nutritious like Cottage Cheese Curds
How you wanna get Served?
Leave 'em on a Platter, watch 'em dead&Splatter, in the same- Verse
A Strange Curse for your Arranged Hearse, leave 'em under Dirt
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