AAAAAAAHHHHHH..Whatch Out....


Yo my lyrical tatics is 'massive', despite what ya rap is, i'm holdin it captive...
I'ma savage,ya skills are in jepordary, cuz ya "status" on dis site will become "in-active"...

Bitch gay, his nickname "seven-eleven" cuz when it comes to suckin dick he prefers a "Big GUlp"
and when it come to battlin i'm less than dis-respectfull..../

Fuck what dis fag-had, his rhymes like "bag-dad", constantly gettin "bombed on"...
ya shits dragged-on put ya rhyme book to some use, whipe up yo blood like tampons.../

Notta racist that shits not right, verses spit by whitefolks are ocassionally tight...
but here let me shed some light, i bet coke-heads have seen lines less white.../

But wait i'ma cracker to, shit thats ok i got no room to talk...
but damn kid yo rhymes endin up three shades lighter than chalk.../

HOld up fag just stay sweet, do what you do continue to beatin gays meat...
bitch dont realize he couldnt become famous if he spit to Dre's Beet....

CLASS SIC.......ACCOMPLISHMENT.....STOMPIN YA'LL OUT.....

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