If someone like Jay-Z did a verse like this, what would you all rate it?
King need his bowtie
Poor things is knee-high
Playin superbowl while his little Bee Bee fly fly
Poor thing, this is my time
Rolex got that good shine
Accentuate my suit, get the glasses, find the faultline
Poor thing, he so blind
JT, see them eye to eye
Roll out the 20/20, the clear-vision, bright kind
Legions will live a lie
HOV puff, then he sigh
Livin on the sidelines
As I control their outlines
And reach into the skyline
Sipping on that fine wine
As my night progresses, I progress right on to moonshine
Holding like a turbine
Your condition reclines
Ironed out, but not ironed routinely like my waistline
I'm in that cotton pink Bent',
Puttin' mass on the guts,
White on white whips,
Kunta Kinte on the clutch,
You at the bottom of the pole, Totem,
Like Lamar Odom, I ball, scrotom,
Flyer than a cricket so they call me Nicki Jim-any,
And It's going down like Santa in a chimney,
You don't ball break ya baby back ribs,
You need more assist than the handicap kids (Oh ****)
i feel like ririfan is a [v]columbian chola, [/b]based only by spelling
