Aight a quik one ...here goes



..::Jus Playing::..
I'll slash-ur-knees, mutilate ur back-n-spleen//
To leave u lookin' like some one managed to hack-ur-genes//

...:::Kill This Man:::...
What i heard? your mom's cryin? she found , the tapes with your Brother-in-law with you in emmbarisin scenes//
You a fake fuck you live your live , stuck in little-pervert-faggot dreams//
The only way u'll have lethal-flows is if you have infected blood that-drips-in-streams//
Bitch im in control ...like a devil i will haunt you down and infect you with a fukkin curse//
Making sure u' eat your own words , and almost sure you gonna PUKE cuz it's probaly not even-ur-own-verse//
Your weak, your style is fukkin buggin, like ur a fake bitch went from a rock 'head' to 'i'm-tryin-to-make-rap'//
I'll beat u bloody and u bones crushed, but after ur knocked the fuck out I won't do u ne more harm //
Cuz this one's over now....im done, you can go back with ur fuckt up live, on your i-have-sex-with-animals-live-webcam-farm//

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Fuck you