10 minute shit... Fuck u and ur wining
This crackers sex life is a shame, absurd
U fuck ur cousins... After RG3 & all the back-ups ran a train on her
Get killed by 5% effort from the best son cuz I got hoes to get head from
Nigga, I'm livin the dream... U still developin & ur best punches havin wet ones
told ya girl to never call me again cuz she was nothing exciting
Damn bitch keeps blowing up my horn like she head-butting a Viking
I got the blueprint on how to kill niggaz; my shits type mob
My blade will give u that work... Most people call that an inside job
this dude stinks; the effort speaks alone
I'ma give u the axe... U'll put it on ur dresser with the rest of ya cheap cologne
People read my verses for inspiration and learn how to write smarter & freely
Let's be honest ur lines aren't really there like the first down markers on TV
I got heavy hands and anyone who wants to scrap gets shamed
Punch ya eye and leave a black mass... not even Johnny Depp could reenact the pain
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Grumpy old man.
Last edited by ill nik-A; 09-12-2015 at 08:27 AM.
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