I Can Rap Pap

I can rap Pap.

Wear a backward cap.

Make you clap.

Even make you toe-tap.

Act like a stone-cold sap.

My woman she was a mantrap.

She was full of crap a hell brat.

And made me lose my map.

To the gap.

I was not a bit hap.

Then she sat on Fat’s lap.

Soon she take a perm nap.

You doubt that then stand pat.

You’ll see you snitch rat.

Shut up, you another mother or you be next at bat.

By the way, your ass be fat.

You Hillbilly cat

Get the fuck out or get got gnat.

Can you dig that maggot.

I’m just like 2pac an uncapped cat.



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