Thunder Foot
Yo here we go,
When I heard "or else my
a** is destined not to get by this
b***h.."/
I had to stop and think about why my eye twitched/
It was the fact that one of the rules was broken/
Please don't cuss Cybah, I will take it as a token/
of appreciation, as my lyrics continually shift/
shape of minds listening to the verbal wordsmith/
Known as Thunder Foot, kicking lyrics with intelligence/
As I display brain power with verbal eloquence/
The consequence, for rapping about life's bad vibes/
is kids killing kids like the rappers they idolize/
When they fantasize, about the lives Rapper's project/
Not realizing that their rhymes have an effect/
On the youth, its the truth thats very well said/
So lets clean the content and start to break bread/
(a little something. I figured I would rhyme off Cybah's last line.)
Yo why you in a vex
Sayin Motha ******** can’t curse in this b***h
I’ll do it and wit finesse
And kill you wit my better mess
Das tha new s**t
Kanye’s a conscious rapper and still says s**t
You can clean tha content up
But it sometimes it just don’t sound regular
But when I do it, it’ll smother ya
You wanna see lyrics wit intelligence
Then read a book thats Embellishing
I’ma rapper of my own tha mastermind
Taking s**t from your rap like stealin on a mime
Take my Motha ******** fans on a rollercoaster
Conscious rapper that’s gonna give them what he spost ta (I’ma blow up)