BlackTeamCityRap Lyrics by Night
J:
J is the loneliest number.
A number? No.
A switchblade? Yes.
Linear logic stabbed clean through your chest.
NF:
Cleanliness, Godliness, emotional piety:
On an spiritual ascension
Towards celestial solemnity.
NFP:
Cloves, poems and Advanced D&D -
You'd be hard pressed to find,
A dull NFP.
Jennifer, Scantily, Heart and Care-bear
Benevolence online
Or at a Ren faire
Poetry, drama, theatre, dance...
Why such an obsession
With fig-ura-tive romance?
SJ:
Smarter than a speeding bullet;
Bigger biceps than a Phd!
The SJ will overwhelm you
With their rules and authority!
SJ -
Security guard, meter maid or management retail,
His genius is everywhere, he even invented braille.
Yet, the SJ's strongest talent - his greatest specialty
Is certainly best realized,
In the explication of detail - oft' incessantly.
That isn't to suggest that he isn't without value,
Indeed his efforts rock,
Why, without him our world would be without many things:
Electricity, Survivor or Iraq.
SP:
Rambo, Grayscale, Rhinosaur and Fezzik;
SPs are everywhere - and always double quick.
I warn you:
If you scrap with an SP, it's your ass that will be kicked-
Bloody...weeping -
Trying to unstab the once-hidden ice pick.
Special Forces, mechanic, simple scientist,
The lesson learned is this:
An SP's mind is best at work
When his work is with his fists.