like how you spelt "it" no metaphor here this queer is all about dick
makes me sick so i just throw up "wit" more bars than MC can lift
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like how you spelt "it" no metaphor here this queer is all about dick
makes me sick so i just throw up "wit" more bars than MC can lift
This kids like a meaningless grain of sand, to find him you'd have to sift
so low he moves along even below the bottom feeder's... get my drift?
i could cum for days like i did between ur girl mom and sisters legs, stiffed
get lifted still u couldnt elevate your weak bars swung sad each one missed
btw idc what beef :your in: dont get this gun pissed!
or im comin for the bread til im :wonder full:
What you don't see is that I've got your eyes under wool
Too pussy to pull it off anyway... u dont want "static" in your life
i put the static in your wife, come at your attic with a knife
grab it if yuh like i leave you stabbed an inches from my british knights
When I flow, I set sights to finish fights
Only British Knights you be in is Sir Elton John
Double post.
You antiques gettin older as the tick tocks,
I got investments dependent on how much crap you sayin i call em shit stocks,
Imma sit and watch your Bro as He Steadily Cock Blocks,
Rapin your Vocabulary, Hidden By A Balaclava
Frustrating your family, bitten by some karma,
But like Bruce Wayne, i've got green and power,
Your Rhymes, Im About to devour, they sour
Shoulda Left you from commencement, not a second later
Queen bee, you're def a hater.
and don't think cause your a bitch, I won't move on you like an escalator