yooooo

u'r the wackest i seen, and i aint even seen u...
wuldn't wanna be u-believin u'r true's-a bleedin of youth...
crack dis nigga, i fucked u'r mom constantly...
obviously, u'r chance of bein sick's-to follow sodomy...
i'll eat u like broccoli, with a whole of chedda cheese...
dun't have to say u blow-u'r verse-is a dominant sneeze...
rockin it i come obnoxious, seek the soul's been drop kicked...
stop it, and pray u hit hunts point-fo a hot bitch...
unlock it, u got no key not even to a locker...
to think u got hiphop downs, like carrot top-bein proper...

oneeeeeee