Thugz...
Ya shit falls way short, it's like ya shootin 3-pointers with bowling balls...
It makes ya a jester in this court, consider this battle ya curtain call.

Not gonna diss ya name, everyone's played that game, so I'll go different than the last guy...
Cuz afta what I throw, everyone will know, the real reason "Thugs do cry".

Ya like a squirrel with a nut only your's is up ya butt cuz ya heard it was food for the brain...
Ya mind is down south so when ya open ya mouth the shit smell drives me insane.

The only time ya knock boots is when ya fuck cowboys in ya Timberlands...
Chasin boy acts galore, auditioning to be they whore, bitch ya give new meanin ta "makin the band".

Cuz when ya head for stalls ya squat in one's labeled "women" and when the polls close ya know I'll be winnin...
Ya gender confused weirdo with Nathan Lane as ya hero, look at the score, it's for me 5-Zero.

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