jus a quik seven...ENJOY

i rap in way that perones an enigma,
i rap with gun loaded and finger on the trigga,
listners left bloated and that was from a wigga/
your a DEADEND and you'll END DEAD when i step, i rep my rep and infect thro dialect/
words set in stone as a statue,
i'm hone so i can pep you/
i know where you live, cuz i'm hitting home,
set you in my garden cuz your a gnome/
rhymes harden like my dick wit pussy,
they rectify, and you get electrify/
thro the serge of engergy i spit,
that seamen in ya butt conducts these energised kicks/
You'll be WORN OUT after the first bout
I'll call you a fag, the fags have WORN YOU out/

~1~