This is NOT the battle thread. BUT.....

Chronisseur is a goof
believe me...
But I've SLAYED the best
so gettin rid of YOU
should be pretty easy
Your lyrics are greazy
yo, I can be grimy
and spit a million lyrics a minute
go ahead 'n time me

next time you might just wanna think before you speak,
your chokin' out, but ya marijuana smoke is weak
My shit is fresh, all of your rhymes are antique
My future's looking good, yours is kinda bleak

There's not a motherfuckin' soul on this whole damn site,
that could face me in a battle and really put up a fight!
So shoe little fly, dont bother me
you got a better chance at winnin' the lottery.


Ok. Back to the poems!