A self-proclaimed HOFer… in an era when text blows a dick
nigga, u like the Army in Iraq… bombin on niggas when nobody noticed shit
talkin like u on top like Brock… but you’re not so stop the shame
cuz I stomp on fake stars… like when I stray hard on Hollywood’s walk of fame
And as I’m measuring up this lame…. I can see he’s a bitch that’s in strife
so imma pull out a millimeter and pistol whip him to an inch of his life
shit, you probably flinch from your wife… when she pops you like an oxy… moron!
damn nigga, everyone can see you’re a … straight faggot… and I aint talkin no oxymoron.
fa real dog, I’m the type to do 10 shots and shout “damn, I may be lean”
while you parade in and powder your cheeks snap and say, “No, that’s Mayballine!”
fuckin faggot…. I saw ya last verse and thought everything was beyond gay….. nigga
everything that came out this pussy ‘Blue’ …. yousa Beyonce’ nigga
my bombs slay nigga… enough to even deafen the noise out
and my fists’ll give you more mothafuckin knots than a veteran boy scout.
I gotchu destroyed clown… cuz battling me is never good
but getting the motivation to battle you is more of a challenge than you ever could.
Last edited by Xquisite; 08-20-2013 at 12:15 AM.
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