palms out...as i spit in ur hands....just so u can feal the presince-of-sickness...
vist the chapel...walk into the both..so u could have confessions-for-writtens...
if fire was burnin ur eyelids...wid ur skill..u couldnt be reconizein-the-heat...
u aint cutin my lines..the only cutin involved wid bribeone...is circumsizin-his-meat...
u couldnt win..with anything but dick ride voters..even if u BRIBED ONE a crew-spot-on-regime...
bribe couldnt OVER LOAD with illnes..if u were in a hospital..n threw-rocks-at-machienes...
having over 600 post doesnt gain u respect...speacily when u got allmost dubble digets-in-losses...
cuz im mistakin this vet...for only a child..like CROSING GUARDS looking..to midgets-at-crossings...
bribeones shooting his load..but even if u subtracted his verse for his shot..he couldnt cum-with-ill-flow...
cuz he thinks hes hard...but he couldnt beat SETS if he played drumbs-with-dilldos....
call it fluent ass beating taking by bribeone..like he droped soaps-in-showers...
even if i stuck a eletrical cord in ur ass...u couldnt flow-with-power...
im beating this kid...like having sex with pregnet wemon..u couldnt do the same if ur mom-had-let-you...
at a drive for blood..bribeone couldnt drop sickness...if it was filled with aides..n he droped-the-test-tubes....
u no the saying deaths at ur feet...u wouldnt no what it meaned if u were staring at misserys-foot..
he sits n crys like a bitch...cuz im TAKING THIS TITLE as if it was mine...like i plagerized history-books....