aiight

aiyo aiyo
this boy ain't a rapper he's garbage,he's about as fake as micheal jackson's MARRIAGE/
so i tie his fake ass to a train CARRIAGE and watch it dragg zainy by the balls all the way to HARRIGE/(harrige place in england wit trains lol)
Zainy ain't sweet he's fuckin BITTER/
your as wanted on this site as gary GLITTLER as your baby SITTER/
my rhymes are made of steel and your are WHICKER/
i'll take out zaniy and all that's left are his pink KNICKERS/
This boys a dick LICKER,so i'll rip out his TICKER/(ticker is heart)
and feed it to his mum's NIPPER/(nipper=kid)
zainy your bout to get knocked the fuck OUT/
your lightweight,this is a heavyweight BOUT/
your need to SHOUT,for your MUM when i'm DONE/
This battle i've WON,beating you is FUN/
in this battle for you to win there's no HOPE/
it's like your a circus act,and oh shit there's SOAP on your tight ROPE/

your spit!