No Cure For MadNess...
From: The Empire State (NY) |
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IP:
Talkin all this shit how I won't last that long,
When you bout to get "ripped" Like.... pass that bong /
Smash the Gong, Sound the horn.....
You bout to be fucked you tryflen hore /
I'll stick his arms up his asshole so he can't write no more /
Thought u was gonna win, now u ain't hyped no more /
Yer garbage, like school lunch, This fools done,
I'd stick his arms up his ass but he'd like it too much /
Go press 1000 copies of yer cd, u wont make 2 bucks /
Who sucks??? Not me , Cause I'm numeral One,
only way I'll be at the church or synagouge is fer ya funeral Son /
Hahah ight some quick shit....lets get these votes posted
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