as agreed to in bitch slapped.... **prays to god**

i know your secret, the truth of your name, its origin//
it came from women, when you with them your spittin quik from your pin//
you aint no ruff ryder gangsta, aint got no flava//
shit im fuckign mentos, the fresh maker//
newbies are 50 percent of your victories, youre nothin but a bully//
damn man this is the real world, it aint high school, you cant elevate off a newbie pulley//
ive got a sickness so ill that i take this win disease// (this ease)
im startin to burn you arent i? i knew i was better off grillin macaroni and cheese//
starin down the barrel of the shotgun, your record suggests you as invincible as gods son//
too bad your shoe lace is undone, now fags wanna give you a bombing run//
dont get me wrong, if you wanna be gay thats fine and dandy//
im a repair man but for you i dont think i will be too handy//

Peace