The Hounds

Forget sounds/ i'm releasing the hounds/
It's the quicker way to get you to bounce/
So make like a ball/ ballers bawl/
I'm all surprise attacks like squalls/
Rhymes that i scrawl like it matters the most/
Get flattered and boast?
No time if i'm the most baddest and dope/
Emcee teeth chatter and throat dry/
Shattered your hope/
Couldn't climb charts with some ladder and rope/
No luck finding the jams that sizzle/
I find them so stuck in the grease lining the pans a little/
Those ruts be damned/ kids need to grow up/
Go nuts for club crawls and all else is so what/
When i show up my flow pulls like a tow truck/
Leave them bedazzled and hit them like they don't know what/
'til in the advil they might dabble a lil'/
It's word power like i've got towers of babble to fill/
Not with my battling skills/ but if it's scrabble, i kill/
Put that on the bill/
My triple letter score's a little better for the third set/
The words get stronger as i link and riddle metaphors/
Set a course for constellations/
'cause dirty air just doesn't do it for me anymore/
I'm impatient/ low motivation/
Soul abrasion with no explanation/
So i spat a poem from the fattest tome/
That's never had a home/
'cause i've been working on it that alone/
My data roams the catacombs/
Avoiding all the phonies and the imitations bringing baloney in/
I leave them hanging like gardens of babylonian persuasions/
Know your limitations/
Erroneously makeshift sonority splash rocks/
Competing for the boniest cash box/
I'm that hot/ ha/