thorn sworn he was made for this rap shit..
but like game time u leavin slapped bitched..
i no your gay ugot banned a million times..
feelin my lines,why do u attempt to spit rhymes..
i no your week an wak watch ya get beat..
before the weekend past an earn this deafeat..
my metaphors metamoph into sumthin worthin spittin
if ucant handle the heat stay out the kitchen
i leave ya head swole an ya dreams froze.
u tryna beat me is like the olsen twins gettin old



WHEERE U T THORN