They say that people have fought forever
Great things are done by a series of small things brought together
So souls are ought to be gathered
Angels and me have patiently mastered
The art of shifting competencies communicating as bastards
Cumulated backwards back to back with words
Now back to the-core of this verse
Aint talking ‘bout a scenery displayed with verbs
So this play on words usually goes over heads at first
Thirst will flip it up and force you to look at the coin
No need for force your willingly gonna join
Your sick ‘till you really feel them cuffs and get caught
It seems ya’ll faker than fraud
Like a con -aint talking convict music, however
My bars are like a sentence with members
Judging along the rules of Severus
Whatever –I stay clever no matter how severe the matter is
The fact that I mind means I don’t matter
They don’t mind so they do matter
I rather focus on bringing epigrams that spark brain matter
I guess this letter has come to an end accordingly
So according to thee rules of etiquette I’ll end this cordially
Ending my predicate with: Zu the emcee