Son you think youre Pierce or Anderson being a little faggot from Boston Mass....
You aint no Lyricist trust me..Hardwood Class-sickz? fuck you i'm aboutto kick ya ass.
Gods Son murder u cats i'm crackin u fag, smackin u back/ tacklin cats wit the verbal attack, u wanna con"front" me but the bitch in you's holdin you "back"/
you gotta love it!/haha hand u a "T", so that when i light "SOMETHING" on fire, you'll be in the middle of it/
Suckin on ya moms tit, eat you up and spit out the pick, madd people in Boston are gay so suck my dick
cuz im in tha 'corner of ya mind' leavin ya 'brains-on-tha-curb'//
i'll leave s0!d!fy!d, too 'lost-to-find'//
then 'toss-ya-lines', and leave ya 'brain-crusified' so i 'cross-ya-mind"//
i spit bullets, i'll leave ya sweater-blasted with 'better-brackets'//
ya gurl attends 'Shock university' tha way i gave her my trust and 'letter-jacket'//(Let-Her-Jack-It)
i could come with 'half' the bars you have cuzz you 'aint-shit'//
might as well get 'dehyadrated' cus you wack and 'can't-spit'//
you on a roll wit ya record with all those wins (yea righttt) you fuckin dyke.
How can you freestlye and spell when you cant even spell millenium right?

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