Sooooooooooo...yeah...
Burial of Niccolo
by Professor Frost
We're in this cemetery, so I'll dump dirt in ya name
I killed you, went to your funeral...
..and my shirt was the same
Still had the blood of The Prince on it & enclosed in my hand
You're all talk just like Winston, without the most enlightened of speeches
Meanwhile, you got ya mutha fuckin' toes in the sandOriginally Posted by Winston Churchill in 1940
You stay lurking on RB, get your weight up with a quick buck
...By the way I heard Dagel might need to get his dick sucked
Talk soft shit, & I'll have your cartilage missin'
Relaying bars so fast, you gotta crawl to my prison
Walls hella tinted. Haters fall for the sentence
I free throw lines like it's nothing...I still ball for the critics
You're a fake ass poet, a bitch-made aristocrat
Wanna hear an ironic question?
Niccolo asking somebody, "where the bitches at?
Some of these old RB writers excuse, & bitch
Same old playwrights confused, they need a newer script
Time to cut the nonsense out, exposed, into a ditch
Could close ya eyes still reciting what I wrote, man it's too legit
You like Politics, fuck boy?
Well, The Senate comes with goons equipped
No rules exist when I start rapping about tools that bitch
Can't front & believe that think you can fuck with me
Nigga, I'll hold you spine & get to snappin' like shutter speed #cold
You're RB's favorite roach & I'm not talkin' ashin' blunts
I bet if I put 1k on us fighting irl, you'd prolly take the cash and run
I hope you trip down the steps to your death. so, before your casket shut
I can dump my piss down your Fresh tuxedo, elegantly, -- from a plastic cup
When I go to court for it, I'll laugh it up...............
Real. Slow. -- Then I'll smack the judge
& thus concludes the roast of Niccolo Machiavelli
Take this bomb of a verse & have it strapped to ya belly
Can't keep up with the future, I'm too fast & you're steady
Fuck your phony trash NS drops, nigga, I rap when I'm ready
Moonwalking in steel toed boots, spittin' metal lyrics at Mach-5 speed
Each bar melts as I speak, cause my breathe can adopt the heat
I can conjure 1,000 disses in one night, it's not hard to stop the weak
I picture me whooping your ass like Chris Brown on a track
With each pound, I attract, cause I know how to crop the beat #multiwordplay #omg
This nigga feelin' himself, he thinks his avi is cool cause it's half in black
And he goes by Niccolo so he can say he 'packs a Mach'
-- Fuck it lmfao
wait...
waiit...
UHHH...I got more
This nigga is Machiavelli? He must think he's 2-Pac
Wasted Time on your dumb ass, now I need a new watch
I gotta get the switchblade, boot to it your ribcage
Now with a 6-Guage I'll shoot it & get your wig shaved
Real life Professor, I'm here to teach you a lesson
You talkin' bout 'HOFs'? You tryna preach to a reverend
Since we're gonna go bragging about internet shit...
(btw, it's sad that this is your life. this is as good as it gets)
You ain't no better than The Goodness, Plexus, Dagel or Brandon
I wrote topicals for the SS league for 3 months, then I ran 1
I could go & champ this shit out of random
But I'll let scum like you that need it the most go have 1