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lol @ beginning and end
first half was more better than the second half |
Yo bird horse fly by
Eat a turd s'more Beat it at a nerd store Looking for slur whores Pussy poppin curb wars Fuck the furry dwarfs in tutus on the boulevard |
This wise ways guy's gay
Get this high strain rhyme rape I ride planes |
You want the real shit? The poop that sprays ?
Got this wheelchair guy so high he couldn't move his legs I wanna fart in a jacuzzi with babes I'm sick. Dallas buyers club, but that movie was gay I like my friend Amy, I think. Her groovy's okay I wish she sent me nudies of her booty for days But that'll never happen cuz I fuck the dead Edit: I wish I pissed one time and it wasn't red |
Kicking cum buckets with a buzz that's bread
From the snuffed blood bludgeon. And the rum. And meth. I'm above the rest since my genome is frio as genos Fill my girl cleopatras box with evil, then reload |
blister bustin, bumps banging out the veins
square head, broken corner, just hanging out with brains sang about the age of countless wages, now im drained the sound of pain bounces off the grave, down terrain cemetery plots and buried bottles where i drank i swear its hollow, air gets swallowed, ::burp:: pardon careless ways |
I like midget people, they d blow on d low
I've never felt a needle thru the pee hole Hellraiser spread eagle on my beef pole Go mid evil in the sequel I met an illegal latino playing bingo Chasing gringos with azn pringles bad pussy.. Got me spanking pink holes |
Shaking my head like Christopher walken
My blisters are poppin , spit look like twister augraten Mixed with critters and vomit, my dick is unconscious Playing wakie the baby with wizards and goblins Licorice guitar picks smeared on her clitorous carpet |
i hate twat, thin the rape plot
state box, gumshoe, underage cops night and day locked away, rot dekay, bones break while i lay, shocked want my tray, and my noodle, i dont play lots i dont see, hear, speak of evil, incriminate not |
imagine images imaginating you
its seeing shit to, hows that for deja vu peja threw the tre bucket, swish got my rod cast when it rains, hate fuckin fish |
Skills give chills still, jaws drop
Ill grills kill bill, draw, pop Hardcore & far more advanced Spar? Sure, mark floors with hands Major paper, pockets pokin it's golden Player haters, talkin broke with no tokens |
Machine gun funk, tunes of the frail
Green thumb spunk, soon as exhaled No love nor mercy, Mercedes Benz gets me ends They say I'm not worthy, call her friends start a trend |
bus rides the word, taxi cabs gettin burnt
lead in spurts, let it splurge, driver betta learn genocide'l never pay for gas, what you take me as? better break and dash, we can race for laps like maniacs in that case i coulda walked, got a ton of fight for you a likely bruise, hamstring blew, strung up like a noose |
I'm lady Gaga. Give me ***a papa
Put it on my chest. Mush it on my breast |
I just ate my Nintendo.
My arms have restless leg syndrome. Two feet and ten toes, a couple are big, yo. |
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