The Wrath of Hip Hop

The Wrath of Hip Hop

The muse of hip hop.

Is a terrible queen.

She'll tear your tongue out.

If you mess up her theme.

She'll stick a desert eagle up your ass.

If you mess up her mass.

She'll blow your ass up. Like her name was Hamas.

But the worst punishment for failing her nation.

Is ritual, eternal, public humiliation.

A poet can blow it.

But the kids on the corner will never know it.

An MC chokes?

The noise is heard by all the folks.

he wont live it down.

By leaving town

He'll be forever tattooed.

With the face of a clown.

So heed my advice if you choose.

Only MC if you've nothing to lose.

E.J. Povey 2010