HIP hop!
i am going to put demos of my beats on sound click soon.. to discuss purchasing contact davoromeo@aol.com.. or 914-643-9682.. business line.. keep a look out for my cd "D.A.V.O The Prince Of New York"
Lyrics
im not even gonna tak dis serious//\ i think she mad get glad she wants to battle?/ i think she on her period. aint got time fo petty shyt.//
i aint neva battled a female, // probaly end up pix then in your email//
my shyt is refreshing like citrus// you should jus get down and lick this/ cuz you suck more then your lyrics./
{ yo you need some help}
nahh i do it solo// im gonna ride dis horse like polo// fo sho, Love? sho no,, my rhymes will be in u need a gram sono... call me the grand loco, yo i'ma eat this chick up like coco//but nono// no sweat..
u cant tell she use thhe computer alot, cuz her joystick is wet//
she jsut like a screen door, the harder u bang it the looser it gets//
this bitch hits more hairy balls than a tennis a raket//
u runnin a race, u clear the heardles but hit tha last wall/
yo so dum i caught u lookin over a glass wall//
my flow is like a runninfauce it// i am battlin this chick, or whatever u wanna call it//
on the mic she sound like a brolic alchoholic//
girl u tha sukker of the game, thats ur role in it///
u gave bak the donut cuz it had a hole in it//
ur rhymes is playd// i herd they burnt down ur school to get u outta second grade//
but girl just get back//
cuz girl u cant rap//
but girl u got back..
u gonna let me tap that??
yo this girl is dum forget it// put a scratch n sniff sticker in a pool she'll get it//
yo i'm green she blonde thats what she repp// u could tell cuz, she took a ruller wit her to see how long she slept//
my rhyme is ill, ur shits dont last// my rhymes is still/ ur shits done past//
i tol u cant replace them/ so u tried to chase them// u dummer than me and i'ma base head// so heard u was battlin me and u ran to the basement//
to duck n cover/ u scared ur lover//' u dum mother fucker// u thought plastic was rubber// uu dummer than no other// uthought a producer, was a pro gigalo// but i dont hate, i still dig a hoe//
my flow will make ur nipples hard very befitting// u wish my flow was ur bra, so 24/7 i can eract ur titty/ i gotta wish one candle stil lit//
i wish ur flow was my boxers so ucan suk my dick.. cuz u suck...
