paper or plastic? man these measures aint drastic
ull get nuked back to jurrasic for stretchin truth like elastic

 

every booth mic'd is classic, wit raps we is fantastic
everytime we flip a flow, we take home gold in rap gymnastics

 

man the only thing sick about you is your style
not in a good way
i would prefer to drink a 32 ounce bottle of bile
but you come at me with words like a child
maan you might as well just stare in the sun for a while.

talk about short rap
maan that shits wack
look in the box before you click back
i mean damn
homie wants me to die?
while hes slaming his hands down on the keyboard
and hittin "quick reply"

and then you ask why
verbally steachin and flexin
homie you need to stop wait a second
lets have sex unprotected
i swear ill pull out
hit me back with some real shit to talk about.

 

we make magic on tracks, in fact we're like catholics.
ain't praying to god, but we ain't liking you faggots
i don't want you to rhyme, when you on the mic, its tragic
did you say paper or plastic? cause that's what i'm asking,
your girl, when i slide her tip down her ass crack backwards
leave your trashy ass to come and clean up after
and there's a pretty big mess, i busted three nuts at her


i'm too high to rhyme.

 

maan talking about shit and seeming fantastic
when you cant get you mind off of fuckin gymnastics
well ive fuckin had it
and ima come at you with my big dong
and fuck you over harder than that one bitch shawn jojohnsuuun

0o0oweee

 

why you keep rappin about fuckin us, dude?
i guess that tells us a little somethin bout you.
but yo. i'm fuckin high now, this shit needs to die down.
unplug your keyboard, retard, i ain't got all night, clown.

 

dude im sittin here chillin with a empty 40 and burnt out b, i guess thats just me

you gettin too high off bowls you might as well go to bed and just skeet in your sheets

i guess its bed time, you what they say though

if your tired
be quiet
and go to sleep ho.

ill hit yalls some other time

 

i never get tired of spitting fire, i'm fine
only thing i'm tired of is reading your rhymes
thinking you violent cause you can read and reply
you ain't even alive, the shit you speaking is lies

 

.

 

woooo

<B^D~

 

.

 

toasts jokes wouldnt be featured on la coka nostras roast
his shits stupid entertainment. ladies and gentlemen welcome jackass's new host

 

my metaphores are hollow tip clips loaded into barretta cores
each verbal bullet i force next, gores necks like menatores

 

Please stop, with the 'gangsta' bullshit
Your a skinny white kid, you don't own a clip
I know I know, you make up for it, by being able to spit,
But just to let you know, it ain't fire, it's just shit.
The way I see it, You stole weezy's flow,
Y'know? The one that he stole from hov?
Please stop. Your gay.

 

rez, the fact is i hold guns that open up and spit pez
cept the pez we shootin aint fruity flavored, its flavored lead

 

You impress me, with talk of guns over the internet
Guess what? I constructed this world, your just in my head.
'Cause the base of the matter is,
That your a faggot, You sip jizz.
I see you're biting lines from Technique,
Nice, I'll assume your a 14yr old geek?
Something something something, I start e beef
I really should think twice, cuz your a thug, you'll end my life

 

Unconscious, your 2 liners are gayer than the 49ers
I could kill you with a single line, but I deliver in threes
My steez stings you like a swarm of killa bees

 

Werd, Me and thread got flow that's like a running train
So much ghetto It'll blow up your brain
If your in the dirt, I'll poop on your face
Because your stupid, and I think your gay
Yeah, so where's your comeback, with that Half ass gangsta shit?
Oh right, it's probably somewhere in the carter three, those hits.
Your on a computer. Jesus fucking christ, Get a motherfucking life.

 

u two pussies are the wonder twins back in action
put both ya heads together and still equal a negative fraction