Pre - Writen But What The Fuck...LMFAO

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Ha HAAAAA your fuckin wack son!! i could kill you with a water pistol fuck a gun//
i'll soak you to death so you'd better run, you make me laugh your so much fun//
like 1 - 2 - 3 your so easily done, then 3 - 2 - 1 POP POP so easily gone//
My rhymes are from the streets where the fuck are yours from?//
Probably from a disc in your CD-Rom, your as much use in this game as a broken condom//

so your a loner and you roll alone?, you must be a child from a broken home//
Mom got a new man and your dad got parole, he got no cash so wellfare is his Goal//
you should give up now, STOP and fold, coz the shit you spit is too fuckin' old//
San Quintin was bought and sold, you aint worth a cent so get fuckin told//
silly muthafucka you aint brave or bold, your just a fagott that crys when its cold//

I'm like a fuckin missile with ass rippin style i'l leave you bruised and beaten like Rabbit off 8mile//
you'd never find out the number of my dial, you got more chance of findin 2pac swimmin the Nile//
you aint gonna win you stupid fuckin child, your showin your wackness like Belinda Carlile//

i'm the type of nigga that'll make you shake, it aint worth fuckin wid me coz i'm classed as the GREAT//
the only move i make is into fuckin checkmate, dont fuckin dick suck coz its too fuckin late//
keep your head up coz your necks about to break, look at you now your in a fuckin state//

one more line is all i fuckin need, Quik-$pit is here to keep you up to speed...