MC_T4n4k4 - Art1st1c Fr33styl3

{Verse 1: MC_T4n4k4}
These rappers be sellin' their souls
I'm rappin' on the mic with a rap flow
I guess a track doesn't add up to a journey for you homies
I must've been difficult to follow what a tour for you homies
Girls come and go
Money come and go
I might have the Midas touch
He had the Midas touch
I'm a Michael Jackson impersonator
The man I see in the mirror could probably break a record
I did what I did
These homies be doin' backflips
I got more music on the way
Good days and bad days
Too much of a good thing can also be a bad thing
Rappers be blingin'

{Verse 2: MC_T4n4k4}
I could shoot like a free throw
I could diss a rapper with a rap flow
I'm a leader-of-the-pack, homie
I'm a legеnd-of-the-seeker, homie
Hard work pays off
Thеre is only one boss

{Verse 3: MC_T4n4k4}
I could get 28 points like LeBron
I could dance like a robot
Good days come and go
Bad days come and go
I got that rap flow
I got that lyrical flow
My flow might be smooth like a baseball bat
Runners be doin' laps
Dogs be barkin'
Snakes be hissin'