I'd call u an alcoholic but we know that'll hurt ur pride
Someone get Obey Gyn or is that where he goes to get pussy looked at from the inside

I just came home after this girl was screaming I'm better
He whose name shall not be spoken I'm really sorry bro but this bird feeding my pecker

you'll be tumbling down, this guy is fun to just clown
if I wanted to look at pussy from the inside I'd just come to your house

I got better flows, while your bitching waiting till your pecker grows.
u can't fuck that bitch, in the middle of sex she's watching reruns of becker shows.

you a stinky fat fucker and to me a shower makes sense g
ur stomach needs more lap bands than your amount of accounts on NC

I'm throwing shots at fucking scrubs, you're idol's on g shits.
I imagine your reaction'll be the same as nemo's when you finally see tits.

this fatty doesnt score shit
were you just talking, sorry I was looking at your tits

I told ya girl find my Nemo and she dropped down on both knees quick
Told her to call me Ishmael, she made the same 'O face' surfing my Moby Dick

When it comes to bagging bitches this dude ain't good as he thinks
Bitches don't need pure energy ill let his swallow me like one of those drinks

You couldn't buy skill if it was sold at an auction, such a herb, so FUCK YOU with raw skin!
better approach me with caution, you'll wish for an abortion after I bury you and call you Joe Coffin

Fuck throwing punches ain't no one got time for this scrub
Claim ur on fire only cuz I burned ur house down just like that Brazilian club

Joey is a small fry, come on dog, get on my level, dude. You'd be dwarfed if I stood next to you.
Where's ya girl let me wreck her her cooch. She said you ain't half the man even if I loaned u a testicle!

You'd never pull a trigger ur ass is frail and too soft
Claim u pack 2peaces well one shot will strip ur whole fucking suit off

this was dope till u lame faggots arrived, u wack bitches shouldnt rhyme
fucka talent spike this took a downward spiral that stunt plane pilots wouldnt try
boston u talk like a retarded idiot, i wanna kno the truth an ur out
are u speakin in tongues or do u have sum peanut butter stuck to the roof of ur mouth

Leave Allen w/ crushed bones and tortured, put this knight on a round table to be smoked and slaughtered
No hope, dishonored I'm in the zones to harm ya cuz this Angel of Death will drown a devil in some holy water

WTF is wit that weak ficitional shit, i can just tell this whores trash
faggot get it straight were here to battle not hear ur fantasies in world of war craft
no one ever peeps ur verses, u get ignored witcha enemy writes
cuz u live in the dark matter so much its no wonder y ur bars never get any light

I'm diggin out ur bitches walls Joe have no problem gettin the ass
If ur hitting walls the shits staged like Rick Ross's car crash

Now I've realized that ur a fake and it hurts me, but no as much as Allen getting ganged raped in his thirties
u'll erased that for sure, g cuz I don't find u, ur fam, or ur crew I'm gonna burn down the whole state of New Jersey!

boston u never gotten ass in ur life, stop wit all that mess, b
u fucking bitches joe??hahaha is faker then a hallmark movie sex scene
i seen ur ugly fucking face man, no girls are feelin'em lines
u look like mr. potato head got smashed by gallaghers hammer a million times

Lmao

U talk all that gangsta shit ain't no one wanna hear it
Fuck with me catch u while ur Roman they'd think I was killing nicki minajs
spirit