2/4: archives- topic= jack of all trades

I'm what they call a Jack of all trades but the master of none, alright - that's a lie I'm the master of one/ I'm a disaster, this bastard tackles rappers for fun, laugh at 'em, blast and see how fast they can run/ outlasted by none, surpassed the best the test passed I aced it, your broke raps are basic on some brokeback and gayshit/ music's blaring time to face it, pay the piper meat your maker, a little Makers Mark and water turn on the beat I'll seek out fakers/ bring the heat to herds of haters, the world's a stage and we're the players, my vision's Tarantino violence mixed with Scorcese layers/ plus the dialogue of Woody Allen sometime in the seventies, words deserve to be heavily, preserved and observed for centuries/ they say the best inventions be birthed out of necessity, my notebook looking like the joy of cooking but with rhymes instead of recipes! Beeeiiiiieeeeeiiiiyyyitch!