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Diss this and kiss my fist
My life is like a plate of rice...hot but so down boring
A wife would maybe make things nice...I'd hump instead of snoring But these days breakups are the thing...she'd dump me like a trash can And I can't take that kind of sting...so bump that idea fast and Let me find a slice of peace in some deserted corner Or else I'll have to live this piece an introverted mourner It feels so good to spill my guts on scraps of cyber paper An eel can flow far better...my butt craps a sniper caper I diss you all the best I can...and as you know I'm whack But I won't take a rest...I've got a pile stowed in my crack So here we go...you blow, I'll show the world just what you swallow And when they know you'll fold like dough, already turning sallow A stick could prick a chick and give more pleasure than your dick You asked your sick friend Nick to take a lick but had to pay him You get so little can't hold your piddle...that's probably why you sprayed him Your dog would give it to you...now you wish you hadn't spayed him You're glad he cannot sue you cause you went ahead and laid him Now that's disgusting...please don't ask why I stoop down to this I guess it's just the rapper thing to dump a load of piss But I don't like my attitude...from this I'll now defect My latitude and longitude don't want to intersect I think you boys are really great...don't want to put you down I'd rather have your love than hate but like to play around Still it's time I think I spared you this infernal sound The words we say will haunt our graves on this eternal ground |
no offense but uh... this was kind of wack... you had seriously nice rhymes but your set up was fucked and bent sideways... it made reading it like every word was forced...
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"My latitude and longitude don't want to intersect"
i liked that one... never heard something like that in a rhyme... work on it... keep rhyming |
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