Pulfers magic tollbooth

I)

lack America you make me sick.
obamas not god, hes just black and slick
listen to all this hate a spit.
get back grow up and learn to knit.

obamas not making things better.
hes just tightening the knot.
for now he seems real hot.
mr obama ima send you a letter.

mad jokes obama your the realdeal
youve turned america into a happymeal
all packaged and shiny, and full of function.
too bad bush stole the instructions.

obama for life is what we rep.
obama for life that dudes got pep.
obama for life, this is what you get,
with a nikka as yo president elect.

march on oh glorious leader.
your wife so tuff she act like nobody need her.
she look like no one to fuck with neither.

so go on do us a favor.
change this shit, america needs a new flavor.

and thats chocolate.

II) 

I do not Exist, you painfully insist

says the martyr to those he resist.
the man now falls from grace
and knows not this place
cant even recognize his race.
there is one thing that he knew
no matter what, he stands taller than you.

i wear my heart on my sleeve.
this color of blood few have achieved.
if you wanna spit next then proceed
but if not, then watch my word limit exceed.

I make girls wetter than the life aquatic.
my name is synonymous with erotic.
when i walk i shake them tectonics.
my eyes can short circuit dem electronics.

keep your bi-focals on this star.
im more than willing to go too far.
when i walk i leave char.
those who follow me follow the heat.
they all asking me if they can feat.
i repel em like im usin deet.

the country is my playground
not this nation but that dirty ground.
fuck with me you will not be found.
i got a river thattl drown.

SO dont fuck with these bois all up in it.
ill leave you behind i dont give a shit.

III)

My motives are radical
my actions impractical.
you keeping up is impossible.
my skills are undeniable
my face is recognizable
these rhymes are not handicap accessible.
you have to play with a full deck to sit at the table.
listen to my words, this aint no fable.
im like hercules i clean those stables.
im no amputee my balance is stable.
if you dont watch out ima rob yo cradle.
i clean house like my name is mabel.
without rhymezone dot come you wouldnt be able.
to play these leagues that we enable.
pick up the pace no one wants to shamble
along in a run for some serious real life gamble
taste my beaker, everyone gets a free sample.
follow her lead, she be a good example.
now ima roll out in my lambo