SHIT i'm up against one of those "internet" gangsta fellows,
Tiberius it's time to run like the speeds of Farraris' Barricello,
the americans remain strong like iceburg's parents' marriage,
some of that irish luck will have iceburg apologising to the irish /
you fucking self-declared pansy...iceburg raps like a mumbled thunder,
you can't get any blacker than him....SHIT, here comes summer /
why do you pretend the weekend is for kinky sex and homo role playing,
you've bought tea cups and tanktops of your fav toy...barbie and ken /
a catholic priest fucked iceburg, but he kept it secret,
he had the option to put the dope in his mouth, but he went and cheeked it /
oh and it's my go, iceburg...you're a bit of a mike hogg,
like meadow soprano, your thin, dark-skinned, your like the son of snoop dogg (HA) /
you should see the surprise on iceburg's eyes,
when the government decide it's best to let the legal age of gay sex rise /
rubbing "ruthless' dick with your lips,
i wonder why you risk it,
lubricating your crew's dick with your spit,
someone throw this NIGGA a biscuit /
so it takes pride to encourage this mal-nourished nigger to emerge,
we all oppose pansy men who wear girl's clothes,
i oppose black heads with frontal lobes like corner flag poles /
Yo yo...
let the fuck have his go....