yo style is as hopeless as fuckin for virginity//
go! and let yo mom fix ur wankin consistancy//
let me cast this prophecy, like the holy fuckin pope//
imme have u hangin with yo neck on a rope//
dont hope, be sure its hella more effective//
ya mam shud have been more contraceptive, cuz now shes stuck with u 24/7//
while yo mom is pleasin sumone and the other guy is ridin//
she's thinkin of how many "holes" she can fill to make more money//
not only fat, ugly to but is that a reason for yo mom to become a prostitute//
yo mom's truely an "institute"//
shes been down with the whole city but still isnt wide enuff to fit a real nigger//
she says "size doesnt matter"//
so why did she dumped yo dad after she saw mine 25 inch "best seller"//
keep ur leaps sealed while suckin ma dick//
cuz i dont want any shit squirtin all ova ya new canadian mounty equipment//
go play with ur balls, but dont let em burst//
then when u feel this "sensation" ur truely feelin this verse//

Out.

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Ja Rule???