My style flips like a kayak,
my rhymes are hotter than Salma Hayek,
you don't get your way and sip cognac,
my rhymes kill and thrill like zodiac,
im'a try the rhyme scheme crowquill,
that you mentioned in that other post,
I don't really know if it will work,
but once it gets moving like an automobile,
then I will begin rolling and start to coast,
these others can't battle me, they ain't got the right torque,
to uncork my flow, and knock off my hinges,
they came out swingin' like Mike Tyson,
but I've got stamina like Cassius Clay,
bring out the stretcher, and bust out the syringes,
you come up just short like Kevin Dyson,
I know all your other friends will do whatever you say,
but not me, ya see, I'm from a different school of thought,
yeah, that's right PHP, I'm talking to you,
always poking around, and got nothin' nice to say,
what's funny is I'm that UsedTool you bought,
I'm the one you'll turn to when you're stuck like glue,
because my stocks rising, until it's my Don Maclean day,
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