Tapdaddy Cypher Submission for 0902621

Hook:
I'm just trying to reach my goals, keep on my toes/
The least I know, tell me, can I live/
To each his own, the streets and stones/
Proceed along, tell me, Can I live/
To keep my focus, be in the moment/
And reap what I sow tell me can I live/
To compete in flows, and beat who oppose,/
The least I know, tell me, can I win/

Verse1:
Off the top, my dad be on my head like a hat/
For good grades, but vocabulary that's where it's at/
In rap there's various ways I can Dismantle a track/
At school my freestyles be magic like abracadab/-
Rah, it Be magic like Orlando in fact/
Bruh, I have to battle this Lewis kid after my class/
Come, been writing in my note pad spectacular raps/
Just to roast Lewis bad, get at'em with facts/
last names Surgioni if we add and subtract/
The the first syllable of his last name attach to the back/
"Huh" Of  his first name it spells Lewis-Sur, "That happens to match" 
This doofes'es lame stupid face, his acne is bad/
It's a tragedy, that I can syllabically rhyme away/
Basically for you Fred, what I'm trying to say/
Like the Count Of Monte Cristo inside his Cave/
Is Mark has lines for days/ think about it...

Verse 2:
Yo where is this Lewis Sur from? Huh? Who'da thunk?/
This guy raps about packing pistols and shooting guns/
When the fact of the issue is, you'sa bum/
The only thing you got that pops is bazooka gum/

Proof is When that girl tried to rob you for some/
Milk money, and What he do, he'd run/
Home and tell his momma, her loser son/
Has bitter bones diluted do to illusive calcium/
His momma replied goofing out load with a/

"Do I have to speak go to your class mates an mingle/
Before her week blow makes your whole face a sink hole/
Momma will so take a succinct hold/
 Of that broad and lay sis (laces) out like Ray Finkle"/

Alrighty then, almighty pen, I'm metamorphin/
with metaphors of metal zords to go to war with/
They can sever your limps, deport them/
 to four different coordinates./
It would be an unsolved mystery to America, wherever Lew's corpse is/
 Just wait until the storm hits/
I brainstorm with enough raw force it/
could lift Noah's ark up from the floor it sits/

It is glorious, I asked my physician's opinion for what is/
the metamorphosis of the force I grip/
And he reported with "Inside your organisms.../
According to this you have an abnormal dense,/
enormous rich, coursing gift of midichlorians/

They Had A Blast Part 1: Can I Live (Produced By: TapDaddy Beats)

Mark Still Raps