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damn DH..usin some gay ass cliche//
yo rhyme aint makin sense...go back to the bay// |
lol^
Yer Barz Suck Like Brand New Hoovers I Spit Manuer To Cover Up Ya Bullshit That Runs Thru U |
betta call some troopers before ya can handle my drill//
im in treachery history-- stand still then ill kill// |
Smack U UpSide The Head Wit A Mallet, this is malice/
muder this faggot wit war tatics to make shiznit peform backflips |
pestlence give it up fuckin wit me you thru/
in yo mind you think you real but I can see tha bitch in you/ |
U little niggaz to see u I need a mic-ros-cope
But Let me back up coz of ure breath I might-just-choke We chillin so cool yall might just think were esquimos and yeah we pimp ya'll dont beleive me ask-em-hoes |
Hoes and esquimos? Damn that shit made me doze
Yo's you's froze, hear my shit clearly like bose |
fartin, what are you ten, your lyrics are shit so heres a pen
write some shit down/ and come back to the second roun |
cant really hit ya so il have to out spit ya/
its not very hard, u suck dick by teh yard. |
I'm the only child and my parents don't like me got two pairs of shoes, some "BuSTed-Tims" and some Nike's |
Bitch, you prolly couldnt even afford converse
And when it comes creativity, yo rhymes are the worst// Rhymes about shoes, could you try any less? OUTRHYME THE PERSON AHEAD OF YOU, you worse than all the rest// |
try any less?i seen u and youre moms over at payless.//
she shouldnt say these lines when on a corner... "for u ill let u pay-less" |
yo its trill spittin on this page so its ova-hoes,
yaw cats is like foul medicine when i read yo shit I take too much in my system and die off an ovadose |
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