Introducing emcee
Pee Bee NJ! That's
"Pig
Boy
Jersey"
and I don't
rhyme! With
the words I say, I belt
rhythm on cue, on
key at a tempo wrought
wild and free, and variously, and
people admire my wit and panache.
I uh,
duh-
huh
to the beat
like some ass!
Like I beat
that ass
like
a bongo show! Slow
to fast, and eh,
okay.
I might just
slip a rhyme
in a beat behind,
or
two
or three,
but that's sheer dumb luck,
accident or fuck, whatever.
I don't truck with such aplomb
on purpose. Problem?
To make
the crowd weep
with joy! If only to realize,
"Oh. He's not meaning this.
It's a rap."
Quite. Just so, or dead wrong
in case I meant it anyway,
boy. Sometimes I do. Oh
boy, that's
my
brand new PBNJ
style! And
it always kind
of was.
Or at least, been
awhile
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