True Story

I got quite high this weekend
quite a bit of time, spent rapping with my friend.
I was given the nickname Jerry
Even met a member of gRun DMC

A massive 2 foot bong was utilized
Before psychedelic visions were realized.
Chilled out on the couch eatin' munchies with bros,
Our weapon of choice, sweet spici chilli Doritos.

Picked up a big ass stick, thought I was playin' a game.
My sober friend thought I was going insane.
In hindsight it was pretty lame.
But it was awesome, I've tried my best to explain.

Re^3

You go by dcas, my name is lflat,
Step on my turf, you hear my gat "blat blat"!
bullets turnin' you to swiss cheese,
My Moses staff makes bitches weak in the knees.
Fuck with G, give you a plague-like disease.
No shit, on you he'll go old testament.
Explanation: you musta' given up skill for lent.

Re: to the Re:

The words you speak are: s-h-i-t, shit.

There ain't no targets you can hit.

Claim to get the 'tang -

Not the drink, the kind you bang.

But you ain't getting laid, man(g).

Your God isn't Greek, see -

You seem to practice celibacy.

And even though your God is a G..sus

You can't mess with us;

Castle and Apollo, I mean,

One bad ass team.

Godly Rhymes Re:

You rhyme about Greek gods,
While Out of my pocket I'm pullin' out wads
of cash to pay your mom.
Apollo's torch I'm pissin' on.
And Like his sis Artemis,I hunt shit.
Trackin' the poon, always hit the clit.
The only shit you spit: a lougie.
So think twice 'fore you think you can roll with me.

Godly Rhymes.

I am a God among men, yo

Perhaps a demi-god, son of Apollo -

I can hear him play his lyre,

a gift from Hermes;

In me it creates a fire

that lets me spit rhymes like these.