God, ure a bitch. . in this league you'd catch a beatin
But with 17 wins I gotta ask. .
. . how the fuck has strobe not caught you cheatin
I ain't religious, so fuck what ya sayin slim
'Coz hows Ah-God gonna son me, when I don't believe in him
And this dude Tortilla. . what's with this horrid gay
Man, T only gets hit with a 9...
... when the iron sends him down the fucking fairway
Ure wack kid, well at least that's how I point my theories
And conclude that Chips' style is fucking older than the TV series
Untold, you my dawg. . but its time to throw you off
But I'll say ure FUCKIN ACE. .
. . maybe thats why this week he dropped so soft
And now I got Mets as tag partner, faggot... I think I'll pass
'Coz he wanted me to get a leg up on the competition. .
. . so that he'd have a straight shot to my ass!

FUCKING FAGGOT-HOLES!!!

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