Nov 5, 2021 I believe this is the best he has come to matching the Original MMLP1 since his return: “Haven't used all the tricks I have, so like my balls, it's in my bag I tend to get a little testy when I'm mad But gift of gab and pen to pad turn temper tantrums into anthems Put lips to a--- and kiss the cracks, spit your damnedest You're still gonna hit the canvas Rippin' rappers, veterans to whippersnappers Mr. Mathers is killin' this s---, villainous wit with scant less Syllables rip the planet, biblical s---'s fittin' to hit the fan Anybody wanna go t-t for tat's gonna get hit with that Then the amygdala hippocampus is gonna trigger the ignoramus To think of the most ridiculous s--- to spit then Pit it against these pitiful rappers Insidious, these idiots wittiest s--- against me s-----y as MC Hammer's”
Nov 7, 2021 Joy and pain, fortune, fame, torture, shame, choice I made Swore someday the world would pay less to lose More to gain, daughters raised Yesterday, glory days, adored and praised, ignored the hate Addressed the fake, toured with Dre, tore a page from Jordan came Destroyed the game before you came, enjoy your stay Before it's gone away But the more you claim that you're gonna point and aim If it joined a g---, your s--- isn't going to b--- You're just boring, lame and more of the same You have an enormous chain, but a stormless brain The most you can form is rain Your s--- is pointless, same as a scoreless game So, b----, quit lyin', you're denyin' like Mr. Porter's name Borderline bipolar disorder since my stroller Eyes rollin' back in my skull like Eli Porter Fire mortar (brr) rounds, Ayatollah, every iota I load up I owe to my motor mouth This is my note to self Sometimes you're gonna bomb So you just might have to blow yourself up with no one's help I just wrote it down in my book of rhymes Preemo, take us out >>>>>