Thoughts of the Thoughtful

Verse One:<br><br>Start with the boom!!!<br>That`s the sound from the stuff that we, puff<br>It`s magic I`m draggin a foe to doom<br>And still refrain from being blunt<br>The tough get snuffed for being, lame<br>We men claim to be all that<br>Call back, I`ll get wit cha<br>All act fat, frontin they really are close to me<br>But I`m prone to roast a poster like I`m supposed to be<br>toast of the, and only me<br>Put your cups together, for the clever<br>Competition I`m just here with no limits<br>Cause I collapse your sad scraps like Nimitz<br>Once I get in it, I`ll put, my soul in<br>I believe I deceive just to leave your ears swollen<br>Stolen styles are booty to me<br>Removin smooth men ain`t no duty to me<br>Booty I could be but I don`t flex<br>The brother with flwows goes up, in more hoes than Kotex<br>I got ya, like Joe Tex, go checks ya glossary<br>Cause I gots ta be<br>The bombed ass, supreme vocalist<br>I cream folks with this versafication signed Cas<br><br>Verse Two:<br><br>Check it out<br>When it comes to one two then shit men get<br>Offended, guns do, amend your mindstate<br>Wait I`m the buzz aight now hit this<br>Aim your aarow and there go your fitness<br>With this, flow, the swit-est, know<br>Yo, get this, flow<br>Fast-est, Cas is never hittin ashes<br>Gettin clever, as this<br>Genius, clean diss, try to get a fiend it`s<br>going to cost you<br>You lost to, the master, at last the<br>Mass can peek the hard shit, in a, Jeep<br>Or whatever you hear me though<br>Whether Walkman or stereo<br>People wanna hear me flow<br>So I kicks one, tricks one<br>Clones are known to break a brother bad<br>But all is foul<br>So now I think I, need a rest from<br>Wandering and start pondering John within<br>And send a message to the best when<br>You switch from rags to rags