You ain't whoring shit... til you get off Trapt's dick..
His words all over your lips...like his spit was chapstick
I'd son you..but go to jail.. for beaten my kid's ass
I hate fags.."Take me to jail..Yeah I kicked his bitch ass"
Lireal and Jacent...something like Bonnie and Clyde..
Or should I say Tommy and Clyde..the doc made bonnie a guy!
Your death's in hand...like holding the rope for your hangman
All you do is remold quotes..and post... just rearrange 'em!
Call that a verse?...please!..should've made me drop first..
So you can feed..get the strength you need..to come with a hot verse
I'm hungry...but your so soft...you just quench my thirst..
Nothing solid up in your verse..it dissipates and disperse..
Not enough left you of you..... to carry off in a hearse
The driver drove a black Mini Cooper up to the church!
I know your not a noob..you got your sig all italicized
With a vocab as expansed as mine...ya lines don't even have to rhyme
You can't throw a proper punch...cause your elbows don't bend...
You gotta rotate your hips...clench ya fist..hope you don't miss....
^^A played line...but I flipped it with excellence.
Cut lireal and section him..with jacent adjancent next to him...