There Once Was A Fagott
Called 2 By 4 By 4 By 4 By4
Talkin Shit Like He Met Me Before This Coward
Is Gonna Get Slain Like Ja Hell Be Callin Out The Rain
Is Calling Murder Beatin The Hype In A Battle
Is Unheard Of
Man Ill Crush You Just For Gettin Me In A Dam Mood
Talk Shit Mother Fucker I Got Nothin To Lose
But I Tell You What Just Battle Me Once And If You Loose Say You Werent Tryin Just Doin It For Fun!!!!!!!!!!!!!




This Is The Third Time And This Pussy Tw By Faggott Wont Battle Me Even Though He Can Put Shit On Me And Tell Me I Cant Be Into Shit Cause Of Where I Live Fuck Him And Anyone Else That Wants His Side Because And The End Of The Day Im Still Gonna Ryde