First off homie, I got a wifeThat means I commited for life
Miss me with all that gay talk
Projecting cause you sashay, not walk
My hair is close to my dome
Cropped and named after the Big Man of Rome
But, I used to rock locs like Marley
Like a John and Jesus party
You right, I can't step to the White Boy crew
Y'all some needy dudes, and my wife is my boo
I just tried out the game of rhyme
Something to pass the time
Till I leave this cubicle
Get home to my family
Life is beautiful.
Thordaddy said...
Lil' manCome on, bra
Don't think thorDADDY mean sumpn'
4 deep
Delivered da last one for nuttin'
Thatsa old school healthcare
Faith in God
Steely nerves
Never being scared
Ain't never blamed a nucka either
Must be hangin' wit busters like tha clowns n Seether.
Gotta find ya sum ole stock
Real white boys chiseled, dieseled
Carved from rock
The fantasy swirlin' n yo brain
That white man corrupt, half dead
And feeling pain
Self-fulfilling prophecy
Contradicts what you see
In the evidence you call Mr. Thor.Daddy.
4 comments:
Nah that "daddy" ain't interest me
Even with Odin's eye you couldn't see
Check the rhyme before mine
That cat was full of whine
Black folks stopped his shine
Look like fairy tale time
You know the truth, so tell it
Victim meme, whiteboys sell it
Niggers, spics, Jews or fags
Sound like y'all on the rag
Tired of script flipping
Some of y'all just slipping
Ain't no beef, that ain't my thing
But, I don't kiss no rings
Every ear hears what I say
All eyes peep the way
I keep rhymes and life simple
Lyrical gunshots create dimples.
Smile hater
Lil' man
Check the thread
Then check yur head
That dude post anonomously
This dude post autonomously
Free wheelin'
Dub squealin'
Got nuckas reelin'
Like fish on a hook
You the pawn
I'm the rook
Like a digital chess game
Nah, scratch it
Like a masculine chest game
R.U.N. mange
Or will run magne
Man boobies n tow
Chop you up for protein
And eat ya fo sho'
If it ain't you why you pissed
Speak truth, you fascinated with this
Lil man this, lil man that
Yeah I'm fly, but fall back
First you swung by the spot
Silent treatment got you hot
Now you keep responding
With minimal prodding
The clogs don't fit, so bounce
Instead you lurking, waiting to pounce
Let's lay our cards flat
Big Man is YBG, that's that
For the slow niggas, make plain
Gifted, black and young, no shame
You searching for internet converts
Linking up with misfits and perverts
Me, I fly dolo and love the company
Quiet thoughts about Yahweh's plan for me
I said I was done, but a nigga caved
One last flow, trying to get your mind saved
That's it, mics down, I led
You followed, beef's dead.
Dayyum, lil' magne
Only a nuckas hooz twisted
Think bein' strong and free
Is summin' akin to vicious
Just n'case you missed it
Watched him crown
Cut the cord
Drop the placenta
Patch the goods
Not a doctor in sight
Having no fear
Looked in the mirror
Said the doctor is here
Now they call me Dr. Thordaddy
And I'll know yur illness
Itz yur love of thordaddy
MAN.CAN.U.FEEL.THIS!
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