A Random Rhyme 7

Get back,
The world is mine
Don't get back I'll send ya ass flyin',
Don't pass me as a sucker, stupid motha fucker.
Try n' diss me, see what happens.
I can make ya black and blue,
You need to know who you messin' with.
I'm the king you're just my servant,
I'm the queen you're just pathetic.
My style is authentic,
Your style is generic.
Yeah I may be eccentric,
Maybe a little demented, but do I look like I care?.
You're a disease, something that even a contraceptive can't help.
You're defective,
Ineffective,
So deceptive, I can't even say anything that's respective.
In retrospect you need to check yourself before you get wrecked.
I may not be a pure bred,
but I'm still human whether dead or alive.
Go ahead with your snide comments,
I still got pride in who I am,
I told you once before I'm not a sham.
Damn, you make my blood pressure rise,
Come on, stop with them lies!.
I ain't a innocent lamb so you best believe I will put the slam down,
Put the smack down on her, her, and her.
Never underestimate me,
Try and desecrate me,
I'll always be Rocky.