FOR ***** RUDY RAY STYLE:

Was on one cold and winters day
was born this dangerous lyricist
by the name of King *****.
The day he was born he ask for the mic.
Ha ha ha was all that he said: Like
“I am through laughing
let's move ahead “That sultry laugh gave us a fright.
He was gangster like his Mamma—
So I had work to do. “Talk sweet to the ladies I said to my son.
Give um that work and get the job done.
Trying to get him to talk nice at first was hard;
Then out of the blue he was spitting sweet bars ….

THEN I HEARD HIM ON A CIPHER-
NOT TOO MANY ARE NICER..
Kane ***** used to accuse folks of
yammin' his wings..he then realized
he had slammed them himself.
He was able to laughed now more than thrice.
And his Swag was sounding twice as nice.

He still talked tough and his manner was rough,
As it seemed the ladies had peeped him...
They ignored his roar,,, and heard his pain.
Soon got to know that he was a smart main.
He knows what he knows and that's how it goes.
He's down to earth and stays on his toes.
And if he don't know -He'll find someone that does.

.......with this Rhyme" BY RUDY RAY MOORE"..
I 'll close...

“Now—YOU WALK AROUN HERE WITH YA NOSE ALL SNOTTY -
IF YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE DOING..
YOU NEED TO ASK SOMEBODY”.





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