You Can Never pt:2 (written)

slipped slopes of big dopes, dope a-rope and hope to go, most can flow but I still go even when the flow get slow, most can show the friendly pope take it slow and approach, the good the bad the roach even when the coast gets cold, and brag about the time when he coached the goat throat slit, 3000s the first bid, really sid the science kid, geniuses be actin scared, alfonso declared, this isn't hush kid life ain't fair, i dare, you too, look into my eyes, and stare, im right here, don't get scared, boo suprise, I was mean to rise, high flyers flying high, lie down, and find out, I was never meant to cry, dont be a shy dry guy, just shut up it's my time, five rhymes packed in a rap like rhymes like dimes, either check your own styles, or go out your own wild, I've been in the game longer than X-files. I break lines into halves.The one who mostly slang words but laugh at all the math classes.Left the keys inside the ignition just to see it roll.Eating cold cereal, watching how the streets unfold.They run around in circles trying to figure out the recipe.Stepping out the back door, leaving 'em with less to see I'm flagged as fly to magnify the fact that you can't deny, the fact that im the new best without having to shake my behind, like define preposterous, mess with me and you'll have a consequence, me and G-Money haven't had a problem since, came into rap pops was like take a shot at it, money, I got a lot to get, I haven't hit my peak yet, I seek sets of sheep heads who've got no defence, I take steps to express the pests in press that we digest, I suggest you rest or help me clean up this mess, revive rap right or go back to your nest I protest, raised frome this stuff so give me luck and love, the last hope, Swishmonk the real stuff.