shit bitch....i gotta life i work for my dollaz....i aint ridin daddies got gettin money for cleanin my room bitch.... i just got home now its time to demoralize this bitch ass...

It's evident that Gizmo's embellished scripts have no relevance//
Cause he aint 'fuckin with nothin' like he was dickless and celebate //
like Iraqi delegates, what you say won't sway or make a difference //
You got more wack lines than Miss Cleo's got fake predictions //
You'll never come close, so trust, you'll never be dope enough //
I called your bluff with all your gay jokes it must be X's ass your stuffin up//
Element came to defame, degrade, and dismantle //
Shit, i seen more content in addicts' piss samples //
So, bitch-dance-all you want; I gotta say though.. //
As ass as your rhymes are you might just be the next J.Lo //
If Gizmo got on a stage, he"d get no reaction to his rappin//
like noble gasses, this kids a nerd, inert, and inactive //
So why did Gizmo Guz, with his futile-style, step ta me?//
It's a combination of naivety and suicidal-tendencies//
So I'll shoot-his-spinal and spread-his-spleens and use-his-eyeballs to let-him-see//
his final breath-ending while his chest-is-being stretched-in-threes with metal-beams entering his festering carcass relentlessly //
The Elements Fire, Water, Air, and Earth //
Caused him depression at death and dispair at birth//
Gizmo shit bitch u bout to get dismantled//
Ripped up like 10 dicks in one clit gang banged and trampled//
Dr. Feel-bad, I sell-pain for Hell's-gain//
A verse from Element is like getting hit by the "El" Train//

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Holla atcha boy ELEment