Damn These Bars

 
Freeze! Please don’t light that match or I’ll call dispatch
These bars may catch ire fire and there is no escape hatch
Watch out for the flames when I aim to tame then proclaim -
It’s my turn to burn because I yearn to play this rapping game

My vocabulary can be very hairy so be wary of how I spill
Still my quill is chill with a thrill when I dig and run this drill
Is just that the word stirs and spurs running like herds grazing
But writing rhymes is like fighting crimes with all guns blazing

Don’t blink because this ink will sync in with the pounding beat
I bleed it right because I need it tight so I can read, write and repeat
It’s just enough to snuff out the diamonds in the rough and make ‘em shine
This time I’ll rhyme with extra spice and thyme then serve so you can dine

Take a bite -
This might just have the right kick you’ll lick your lips and ask what’s this?
It’s got all kinds of mind bending flavors designed to refine your wits
If you like
This is the hype so bright and ripe penned to send the reader churning
I’m just a little cray at bay to play with verses and yet I’m still learning

Treat it and tweet it
Post it or toast it but don’t ghost or delete it
Feed it some creed when you heed the lyrics even if you don't believe it
Clean it then preen it
The scene is a scream like a dream when I screen it
It’s just that I love to drop mics like all types of strikes because I mean it