mutha fucka u cant spell, ur ryhmms is wack
ur lines aint poppin bitch them lines is flat,
u wont sell, tapes collect webs on the shelf
thats why u talkin bout spiders,made the prediction yourself
must be loosing yourself,
play your position small soldier
before i x your files like skully and molder
yeh i got your files, so i can make u fold up
im goliath in this fight, throwing a bolder
im 2 high to get stoned, save it david
must be ryhhmming out yo ass, cuz thats some crazy gay shit
this aint a competion, more like a whoop ass
take another shot souldjah, u need a new gat
talking bout constillations, do u know what that means
when i smack your bitch ass, thats what u bee seeing
stars mother fucker, said u were first
so u caught a bad rap,first come first served
ur heads fucked up, u stuck and loud like a coulorfull wet perm,
so feminine ,u open your mouth, and catch
sperm, niggas come against me and just loose they nerve
poseing like u gangsta on the net, hiding behind words
u really a nerd.







start the voting people