vinci

dude ya weak talkin about star wars in raps? - proof that ya rhymes gay
u spittin is like a game - with total silence - even the mimes play
slicin this dummy burn ya brain cavity and piss on ya segments
nut ya on bitch stomach, she'll be stupid and try to get herself pregnant
shes suckin me off, like a "renegade hussien", shes a "duckin saddam"
my illness? - u couldnt "relate" with it if i was "fuckin ya mom"
ya hopeless - killin darth? - ur more lame then lil richard with rap music
ill jump off a bridge on a bungie cord with ya neck attached to it

x-static

fuckin with me? - a death wish, im quicksand - nothin u can step with
like sloppy seconds, this dude is fuckin bitches i already slept with
my texts spread is cynical - bout that paper? - shred this criminal
devour ya soul and burn ya corpse - fact u never met a physical(metaphysical)
see that? - catch the wordplay? - if not, ya illiterate - believe that
ur more played than dudes usin concepts derived from the song - lean back
punches hittin u rapidly, rearrange ya face, ur like "why did these cats laugh at me"
peep my metaphorical mastery spittin curses in shots like its a blast fa me (blasphemy)

*pulls out two forks*
both of u are done

....next.....

d.a.

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