Could this be Ron's new rhyme?

[Bucklion]

Well I'm Ron Artest and I'm here to say,
I'll kick your [censored]ing ass if you get in my way.
You didn't throw it? Like...that [censored]ing matters,
I'll bash you with haymakers, un-til you jaw shatters.

Think you can escape, if you're in the stands?
Child's play, I'll rip you with...my bare hands.
Don't even think, about, swinging back at me,
Or my homies S and J will drop you to your knees.

So David Stern has said, I'm out for the season,
He talked really [censored]ing big, but didn't give a reason...
That would justify, removing me from my team,
I keep thinkin', this must be some sort of bad dream.

All I did was defend, myself from being dissed,
He musta known that that cup o' soda would get me [censored]ed,
In fact, I see this as a conspiracy,
To keep Artest from bein' a ballin-MC.

So in the meantime, I'll just hang at my crib,
Promote my album, dine out on ribs.
It's too bad for the Pacers, I won't be starting,
But in the meantime, I think I'll brawl Tonya Harding.

Word.

[buckzip]

You have too much time on your hands....

[Bucklion]

No way dude, that only took me like 2 minutes, and I guarantee Artest's won't be any better