Legendary? Hardly, son; Someone go console this faker
Before I leave Quoshunned quicker than old, adulterous Quakers
The Block was your repertoire. . Now you're empty since your faction's dead
You're only chance'd be to import groupies from your Emcee Interaction thread
It's Mathematics - Quotient says sum bastards thinks we're really equal
I soar while this loser crashes and burns faster than a Giglisequel
Arby's already slept on. . This fake-vet's merely extendin' the slumber
I'd look up Quo's digits; but then I recalled that Amend has his number
Philosophizing - I advanced; hell, transcended all his mom's solutions. .
While handing AxL Prose as many AMENDments as the Constitution
They say Quo owned UPN. . Kids tell me his words ate able panels
What an accolade - - He ran game on a third rate cable channel
It's my status, Quo. . Frowned upon, while your status is full blown
The old adage is flipped now, 'cause Quo's a rabbit in wolf's clothes
We hate, you - dirtbag! Now even his Barbie tikes have torn him
This vet stayed around too long. . We'll call you RB's Michael Jordan

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