lethal sinz aint even on the charts.
like discrete farts, his rhymes i call abstract art.
how smart...hes the champ of critizism.
maybe ill have a change of heart once his spit is risen. (jesus ressurection)
his sigs a given, cant wait to unwrap when the gifts a ribbon.
your just fluid on the surface, im the ingrediant that counts.
keep your votes renounced, cuz like a camel i spit in mass amounts.

email all your buddies, til the last dick rider has spoke.
this guy's cheap intelligence has got himself prewritten votes.
ingenius hoax, gettin props from herbs that cherish a negro joke.
his finance leaves sound click retired, face that facts...your lines are broke.

the secrets out, with out a doubt...its KO's hes all about.
helpless boy scout, ill be the first to say this querries off your routte.

even a boy who hasnt grown up can step to this pussy.
.looky, his lines kill rookies...now lets watch this lost boy play hookie. (peter pan the movie)






remix

need a sponsor? you and dr. pepper should bump tail fenders. (dr. pepper...the taste of Originality)
cause its normal, how you poll a thread as you battle same crew members
straight man's splendor...return to that porn site you originated.
reliable dick riders keep the score over rated.
...mc death will rep that sig til em's clothes are faded.

a true fanatic, his boxers stay speratic.
as he switches back and forth from RB to "babes eratic".
its tragic, hes just living preteen life to the extreem.
volgarous texting aka siber chat, and still having sex dreams.

cant wait til he gets his set of wheels.
until then, he mantains appealed....
....to pornagraphy that sits desktop passoword sealed.

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quote your own damn lyrics...