i ate you and spat u out, cause what u call tasty sound, thats why they place me at the top and u on pasty ground...
cuase youll stay down stick there, u belong wit it...
u scared cause the shit i spit from my lips is acidic...
180 rounds a minute, im pinnin u like wresler everyones down and out raise an eyebrow when im finished...
keep your country shit i dont give credit for stains...
gain some brains i spit to say that u should elevate...