The Worst Rap Battle Ever

I don't know why I am posting this, Sasha Frere-Jones posted this on his blog, and I felt like doing the same.

I feel confident in saying that you could wake me up at 4:00 am, out of a dead sleep, and say that I had to rap on a very narrow subject of your choosing, (say the current market price of kosher pickles) and I could rap better than Eli.

"Yo, we be talkin' about the price of pickles

This ain't Russia, I ain't talkin' no hammer and sickle

I'm talkin' Kosher,

Fo sure


I flow and joke like my man Don Rickles.

When I drop rhymes about these Kosher pickles"

You get the idea.

You get the idea.