Yo, you might as well ask
A soldier why he fight
Or ask a dingo
Why he bite
I gotta let it out
Everyone got to see
The rhymes from my mouth
The rhymes in me
When I was a young boy
Tousled blonde hair
I played with mad toys
On the stairs
I didn't rhyme until
I was olda
Now I'm a rhyme mill
A real rhyme soldja
See rhyme changed my life
Cured my ills
Got rid of my strife
Got rid of my chills
It's just so calming
To rhyme all day
It's like a mad balm
To rhyme what I say
#8
Drachenherz
Ask Me Stuff, I'll Answer Sho' Nuff
What would you do if they came for you? Would you flee or stay to see what you could change with rhymes so strange?