deliverin sick rhymes right there from unconscious so fuckin sick that they make me nauseous you wouldn't know what to do with a vulva if it hit you in the face you'd just be spinnin in place yellin whats that taste?
if sex was a game, id be the champ except wen i spit game to ur girl, theres no off switch on the lamp that means the kittens gettin stamped wit my name im crawlin so deep into her guts, i slipped up n stuck the fetus in the brain. u feel me homie? if u dnt, ur son does. if ur son doesnt, ur broad sure as hell does. ya dig?
stuck on the streets. sellin that green to eat. hustling is an occupation an occupation that belongs far from the station. in my hood,like whats good. a real dealer,a ***** that sells. only to get that one motel. to live another day,smoke until my lungs are gray. dude,i need some money..how fuckin relevent. so thats why ill pop this pill instead of sellin it. pinch my sack?you about to get shelled,you hearin it? dont look around or you about to be fearin it. i give up.
my dick remix my dick, is like a babies arm holdin an apple your dick, is like loosin every battle my dick, brands street caddle your dick, is like lost without a paddle
boring, ur rhymes got me snoring exploring my past, grippin ur girls ass n keep her pussy pouring ur adoring my raps. dont hate, just get the facts straight. ull never be me, cuz ya life cant relate. ur nothin but a fake, a jake, a dirty snitch. get the fuck off my shit, ur bad for my balls like a jock itch.
my dick, is made of marble your dick, is water soluble my dick, is tough as rock your dick, isn't even a cock my dick, knows tons of pussys your dick, never met the mushy
haha thats wassup. yo we should all get down on a remix to this shit. just record like 4 lines, n ill edit em into the instrumental, or someone else if they kno how...
i got the assist with the scars up on her wrist i guess little miss silly bitch had her life ripped and baddly stitched saddly griped, maddly bliped once upon a time i had hers lips but those days over, maybe i shouldnt of told 'er how mr red rover let some others over how i let the drugs be the controller in my bi-poler, anti-love disorder but now its in bloom a new full gloom moon locked away in my own tomb for once the needle didnt run away with the spoon eh fuck it
but wat if the needle ran away with the spoon id say fuck it and consume my cereal with a shovel n broom sittin round in my fruit of the looms not givin a fuck wat shes yellin bout, all i hear is zoom and boom! HEADSHOT! counter strike source, awpin they face cal-m? yea right, in cal-o ud be a disgrace im on that pro level, deagle on my waist ready to 1 shot kill n take over ur base. dam im drunk.
as soon as I start to spit, the bodies start to drop, mah ryhmes will snap yah neck and have your vertebrae popped, mah combat with a knife is completely tatical maaan, i'll have the blood leakin' from you, like a crack on the Hoover Dam
your spit dun do shit.. just quit take a step back and an re examin it i could give a hoover god damn i ...am the rawest man with keyboards on hand this side of ass-packastan comin on with some like some luke im ya fauth the mad bombah call me ohsama type of rhyme-ahz so let me suck yo dick till you thigh twitch es... i was to kiss his penis i mean this, ill clean his anus till it shines and gleams-ez im homosexual aids infest slob only way im employed is with a rim job ill bust right in your eye, pull out on um like *boom* *plow* "HA" supprise OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
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