u aint that detailed u always go back to the basics
cant draw on ur own so u trace it u'll never be anything just face it |
yoiu suck,and just like you and ya girl ya through
ya going against me no wonder insanity consumed you |
I Put Holes In Ya Chest One Shot Of My Shotty, U Ginna Get Sent
Fuck It, We All Know Legend Always Comes With An "End" Leg "END" |
this guy can't be dope. he's new and punches are used
foo please don't drop and think you'll win. you'll only lose meh... |
your fuckin wack mac,you tried to diss me,lmao, fuckin silly prick
but you pussied out when i called you out with the word pinkslip |
Let me give you a clue, i'm da spittin image of truth,
I look down at cha level, how could you ever step up to the booth. |
I'll lyricaly educate the misinformed lyricaly fool
I get rosted on RV,cuz i carry a lunch box to school |
young dollars? whos this kid,
you want fame? heres advice..LOOSE THE SIG. |
yeah young dollar my boy LUNCH_BOX_KID
u just mad PUNK u aint GOT-A-SIG |
i knock you back 3 steps from where you stand head of
rite back when you was thinkin about wantin to register goin yo lunchbox |
Look at this pussy let me touch this bitch,
chinky you a lil boy, look at his 1 inch dick a centimeter thick! |
head of..register? dat don't ryme get ya head clear,
spray ya vision as i stab with text spears. |
wow lunchbox we all happy that you know your metric system
I'll put dem glocks to your cheek for talkin out da side of ya mouth,and let you kiss em |
My Gatz Attack Ya Backs Cuz Steph Crunch-Spots Ya Dig?
Plus Ya Whack Raps Just Lack,And Im Into PAPERBAGS So Fuck A LUNCH-BOX,KID |
Yo no matter how hard you try, icant respect you as a text head
Im like cell phone pimpin kid,i dont give a damn what ya text said to lunch box |
Put a gloc to my cheek, let me see your heat fam,
You fulla shit..we all no you nd chuong the same man! |
imma souljah i'll take you both and stay blazen',
"slack my back you wack" You both fags..look at ya phrases |
My Glocks Hot, This Thunder-From Heat Is Plunging Fast
And Ill Leave Ya Under The SHEETZ like Ya Pumping Gas |
Get some focus in ya rap lines,no one understands ya rhyme
Cuz ya flow makes as much sense as street santa at x-mas time cenys ya gey it lunch??? You suck kid |
yo ure name lunch box kid ? in da game u aint hungry enough,
thats y u be runnin home 2 ya moms like he ate my food took my money n stuff! |
u need to up ur rap skills before u come and fuck with me
i leave u with broken down emotions like its pure ecstasy |
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