fuck a punchline i'll just spitttttttttt......

ice berg u'r just a precise herb, pimp on a bike? with scraped knees-not from tight turns...
but from rug burn, and heated floor sex-with gay men who had this whore beg-until they gave em' a corvette...
emptied on u'r forehead, that shits nasty-but u enjoyed it-unemployed kid-who keeps the dick happy...
enough of the insults, middle finger is the real trust-i think the ice bergs meltin-u'r careers in dear rust...
Weird huh? my record sucks a ton who knew-i'm doin it for fun-and still got more wins then you...
u'r rap about as worse as u'r graffiti, is that foreeal? or did paintshop just throw up and add text for appeal...
i feel like i should end this, but i aint goin to-keep the flowin true-dround u'r thoughts-if u had a brain to open through...
U must be fuckin loco, but i kno u aint spanish-actually besides the rapper-u'r the whitest mufucka on this planet...
Thinkin u all hard, but u just a goof in all type-gets bruised in all fights-but let's loose on all dykes...

i'm out 1111111