Post by Lennart Olden on Mar 10, 2013 0:48:45 GMT -5
First off, by request.
Muggin' All Day:
Oh shit no!
You got no control.
Leaps outta a hole, pimp hand like lead smashes a troll.
Keeps'em in thrall like teenage girls in the mall. Sellin' whole-sale badass to every last-
-One. Never done. She came from the sun, for fun. Like Bojak, never looks back. Decisive victory
The only outcome in her vocabulary. There's no stabby, never shabby. She always gets her man, like a Mountie. Ride tough, never enough. Swingin' the ban hammer, slammer, stammer pleas, smashed like peas.
Deaf to the bitches she leaves in stitches. Like an MRI she see right through ya.
Chills in cyber space, smile on her face, mess up her place, wind up without a face.
Pimp hand so strong it's Gauntlet, never low on food, keeps an even mood. Wringin' the necks of the rude.
Like a double barrel hurricane she drops thunder with every word.
Like the most solid admin you've heard.
Don't make her treat you like prey,
She be Muggin' all day.
Sedcond Cuz I found it on EoO
Dread Speaks:
The Dread Lord speaks, not any mouse squeaks.
Loud booming yells, echoes in all nine rings of hell.
Unavoidable like fate, no debate, I'm great, Willpower like slate.
Hard, dark, and dusty, don't test me I'm not rusty.
No, sharp like a razor, leave you stunned like a taser.
Heterogeneous, cut from a different strain.
Gotta head-full of pain, but it ain't all the same.
I make a mountain out of every molehill.
Smash'em down to a landfill.
No cliff I can't climb, no super nova I can't outshine.
Focus like a Jedi, keep my laser sword held high.
I cut down the competition, like weeds they've risen.
I'm unstoppable, so slick I'm un-moppable.
Keep you bucket handy, these verses are randy, better be quick to douse, they'll burn down your house.
Got flammable grammar, never a g-g-g-goddamn stammer, keep hard like Thor's Hammer.
Mjolnir, no fear, you're too near, get clear, or get spear.
The, as in one and only,
Dread, like my posture ain't bologna,
Lord, Above all the phonies.
Been gone, gettin' kids off my lawn.
Back, like Krampus, brought my nap-sack.
Let's see what needs my special brand of tact.
Muggin' All Day:
Oh shit no!
You got no control.
Leaps outta a hole, pimp hand like lead smashes a troll.
Keeps'em in thrall like teenage girls in the mall. Sellin' whole-sale badass to every last-
-One. Never done. She came from the sun, for fun. Like Bojak, never looks back. Decisive victory
The only outcome in her vocabulary. There's no stabby, never shabby. She always gets her man, like a Mountie. Ride tough, never enough. Swingin' the ban hammer, slammer, stammer pleas, smashed like peas.
Deaf to the bitches she leaves in stitches. Like an MRI she see right through ya.
Chills in cyber space, smile on her face, mess up her place, wind up without a face.
Pimp hand so strong it's Gauntlet, never low on food, keeps an even mood. Wringin' the necks of the rude.
Like a double barrel hurricane she drops thunder with every word.
Like the most solid admin you've heard.
Don't make her treat you like prey,
She be Muggin' all day.
Sedcond Cuz I found it on EoO
Dread Speaks:
The Dread Lord speaks, not any mouse squeaks.
Loud booming yells, echoes in all nine rings of hell.
Unavoidable like fate, no debate, I'm great, Willpower like slate.
Hard, dark, and dusty, don't test me I'm not rusty.
No, sharp like a razor, leave you stunned like a taser.
Heterogeneous, cut from a different strain.
Gotta head-full of pain, but it ain't all the same.
I make a mountain out of every molehill.
Smash'em down to a landfill.
No cliff I can't climb, no super nova I can't outshine.
Focus like a Jedi, keep my laser sword held high.
I cut down the competition, like weeds they've risen.
I'm unstoppable, so slick I'm un-moppable.
Keep you bucket handy, these verses are randy, better be quick to douse, they'll burn down your house.
Got flammable grammar, never a g-g-g-goddamn stammer, keep hard like Thor's Hammer.
Mjolnir, no fear, you're too near, get clear, or get spear.
The, as in one and only,
Dread, like my posture ain't bologna,
Lord, Above all the phonies.
Been gone, gettin' kids off my lawn.
Back, like Krampus, brought my nap-sack.
Let's see what needs my special brand of tact.
