It’s My Rope

[Verse 1: Rodney O]
It's my rope that makes me dope
I wear [?] around my neck so that I don’t choke
It swings from side to side whenever I stride
And people stare at me hard when I roll in my ride
With my [?] to match, [?], I'll catch you
My [?] got some crack, but all I'm selling is whack
And I’ll 'tack anyone who saids I am bluffing
You got a S chain on and you got nothing
My cost ten K, it won't turn green
I know some sorry sucker out there wanna jack me
I know you want this, you can't have this
I'ma hardcore brother when I ball my fist

[Verse 2: Rodney O]
It's my rope that's shining so bright that it's blinding
All the people who stare and I’m not lying
Some ask is it real, some as if it’s heavy
Yeah boy , you weighs more then a 57 Chevy
Solid than steel, my rope is dopest, for real
I'm on top of the hill, I’m cooling out and I'm chill
You're jealous of me, you can't afford one of these
Your girl is on my tip and she’s willing to [?]
My rope surrounds my neck, worth more then your paycheck
Twenty-eight inches long and it's heavy as heck
The first time I saw it is when I bought it
Do you carry it around? Na boy, I haul it
So put your chump change back into your pocket
You need a dope rope, not a chain with a locket

[Verse 3: Rodney O]
It's my rope that makes me dope
Until I finally decide to clear my throat
And bust a rhyme or two that makes you wanna do
What you have to, just stick to my job like crazy glue
It's not stone and silver or broken down bronze
Cause when I flaunt my gold, I get much response and compliment
Give me the confident to drop a rhyme that normally confidential
And if you play an instrumental, then suckers know to invest into credential
Insurance, cause my endurance is so strong
To say I won't last long, you know it's dead wrong
So stop fronting cause grunting will get you nowhere
My brother went hunting, that's why I got short hair
And I wear a hat made out of leather
No, it's not pleather, but let's me check the weather
To see if my rope can hang around my like a coat
You can't drown me, but it seems that I've found the rapper
That can snap a rhyme right out of his throat
And for those that need a quote, it's my rope

[Verse 4: Rodney O]
It's my rope that's bright like a kaleidoscope
And it's high cause it's funky though
It's not the type where you need a telescope to see it
But you have to [?] to be it
Cause I'm the soul possessor, the microphone aggressor
Some say I teach good, but I'm not, how to be a professor
Not clown jester or even a molester
The look on your face kinda reminds me of uncle Fester
Daring, glaring swearing, or even daring me
Well, I'm not caring, you keep dreaming that you're tearing me apart
You were wrong right from the start cause this rhyme that I designed is state of the art
Now get it back to the concept by momentarily sidestep
My rope is so dope, it's a secret that I kept
Away from the competition, better yet, the opposition
Until I was in the right position for surprise attack with maximum fact
My name is [?] and I'm on top of the stack of MCs, except I'm pleased to know
No one comes close to the general

[Verse 5: Rodney O]
It's my rope that's makes the girl gulp
They see me, then they tease me cause they wanna [?]
And when the time arrives for me to cast my vote
And you know what I say, nigga, nigga, no
Cause I don't play games I don't say thangs
To create debates cause relations are strings
But I can't complain and just like a train
A women love can be long just like the gold chain around my neck
I get much respect when I walk in the set cause the fellows try to check out my rope
So dope, you go broke tryna import this lethal gold, but there's no sequel
Or so I been told, but no one lies to the general
I'm known for keep suckers static down to a minimal
Unless they wanna be tortured like a criminal
Then I'll spank you and will rape you like a ten year old

[Outro: Rodney O]
Yeah boy