Definition of a Rap Flow Contest Entry

Bring the bass in Yo, Jarv Ain't butch (I- I- I think it's-) Yo, let's begin it like this, the definition of a rap flow I'ma get up in it and twist Turnin' it all around, I'm bound to be pounding my surroundings With abounding sound that's pouring out of my mouth It's already happening (I think it's-) Grabbin' a microphone slammin' a group of whack cats I'd rather kick back, max And blast that fat bastard Biz Mark, Biz Mark Booger pickin' and flickin' on media Midgets who claimin' they the men of the minute Give it a second, I'll step and wreck competition, infinite I'm just a white boy like Popeye, slammin' a can of spinach The raddest, if you thinkin' that you don't need it, then beat it I'm eating up enemies (I-) You need EMTs on immediate (I- I think it's-) Seated is what you'll be when I'm speaking I'm greeting your mind With the fly rhymes, bu da bye bye It's my time, and I need this Jarv that raggedy bastard Breath stink like I just ate yo' girlfriends ass, bitch Fantastic, rap mad drastic Fuck with me and verbally get your ass kicked So groovy now Yo, the kid Jarv's flow will fuck your head up (I- I- I think it's-) Feelin' so groovy now Definition of an asshole I'ma reinvent it like this (I- I- I think it's-) So groovy now Yo, the kid Jarv's flow will fuck your head up (I- I- I think it's-) Feelin' so groovy now Definition of a- yo, wait, wait, wait (I- I- I think it's-) Jarv's flow's uglier than your mom's face My mental is heavy like RA's gold plate rope chain I hate myself, I'm so lame Psyche, I'm that sarcastic cat That'll be slappin' your face (I think it's-) Fuck the whack, I'll be rappin' rabid at any trendy swaggot Splitting atoms with or without a fickle fragment of action Flippin' acrobatic mathematics at any cat who be lackin' passion Faculties can't imagine how I be smashin' these Average maggot motherfuckers rappin' about a salary Stab the back with a javelin, ratatat If you battle me Filmin' the cops 'till they kill us and jet They wanna see us die Tryin' to keep the people in check Fuck a pig, suck a dick like a record label Better take a look at yourself and kill that ego But the beat go On and on, I'm bombin' atomic on any wannabe talkin' about a verbal Bottle rocket, better stop it I'm poppin' off at the top and then modifyin' your body Choppin' off a limb or two, steady ruin entire armies (I-) Pardon me but I'm beggin' you Better do better than pitiful Benedict Arnold got me competitive (I- I- I think it's-) Making ripples in the pond Ayo, the kid Jarv's flow will fuck your head up (I- I- I think it's-) Feelin' so groovy now Definition of an asshole I'ma reinvent it like this (I- I- I think it's-) So groovy now Yo, the kid Jarv's flow will fuck your head up (I- I- I think it's-) Feelin' so groovy now Yo, yo (I- I- I think it's-) I'm stickin' a stake up into the track Steady be jackin' the back of the pack Matter of fact, "lick the balls" (I- I-) Said Ricky D, the cat with the patch Stand up on top of the mountain Bouncing back and forth, attackin' hoards, of maggot infested Bullshit rappers with mad force Hold up, let me spell it out for these cats I ain't tryin' to hear you rap about your car and your cash "Quit talkin' that trash, you a hater, man, you jealous" I ain't jealous, I just think you're acting a bit over-zealous I never half step like Kane said I biggety-bump Das EFX, but I ain't never had dreads I knows a lotta hoes, gettin' play like Drez Hot sex on a platter like A Tribe Called Quest, yo (I- I-) Build ya skills says KRS Bring the motherfuckin' ruckus and protect your neck Got a letter from the government and ripped it shreds Mr. Green, kill the beat (I- I-) I'm takin' this contest (I think it's-) Verbal divinity Illin' with skill infinity Killin' any villain in my vicinity (I- I- I think it's-) Definitive agility Officially not givin' any sympathy To infantile efficiency Leave' 'em visibly rickety (I- I- I think it's-) Lyrically grillin' stupidity, vivid ability Limiting your mobility Infiltrating your ministry (I- I- I think it's-) The epitome, specifically multi-syllable similes Stability, solidity, bigger than you envisioned me I'll make history wit these steez Weak MCs taste defeat or breath a sigh a relief (I- I- I think it's-) I prefer to mind my q's and p's But if you step to me Believe I'll give you my recipe on how to bless the beat I quest to be the best MC that you've ever heard Knowin' that I wrote it when they quotin' every word Livin' up in the rhythm given a vision Rest assured that I got Hip-Hop's remedy, yes I've got the cure You heard it first and there ain't no stoppin' That hardcore Hip-Hop, we ain't flip-floppin' (I- I-) Philosophically flippin' on breaks Droppin' knowledge on anybody Who doesn't understand the greats (I- I- I think it's-) Save face, take solace Find me at Albee square mall I'm bout to go shoppin'! Yeah Better get some clothes to them hoes