Big Rhymes Fellows

Bring the beat, i aint gonna cheat. gotta tell ma mama to cook me some meat. gotta rhyme this one, not run like a potato with bun. gotta love you all, cause guess im tall, i aint gonna fall, cause then i will be kissing the wall, then going to the mall, i will be tired to crawl, just give me a call, and tell me i aint small, by giving me a beach ball. letting myself know, i aint the show just by wrestling someone at raw, but it aint a draw i will just need a ball, and definetly not a stall, its time for brawl cause guess what its not gonna be kraal.