Quote:
Originally Posted by theMuzzl3
Simple enough for MC's to comprehend
Yo, I got a verse; its real simple:
It goes blahblidy blah blah, pill.
The internet is a plague, still
limiting rhymes sends chills down my spine.
Repeat that last line.
Targeted as the public joke,
I'm still fillin it up while you choke
on that last verse while finding a dimple
on my cheek to joke and set kindle
to your dwindling craze for net
clowning, that symbolizes you dwindling.
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u dookey butt loser cunt dudes whats up
wanna be my friend gonna see amends now
sike bitch woldnt be ur pen pal
ten rounds lets go. shots or in the ring
boxing is a thing, but i box the harlequin liquor
i got stained wine glass cabinets cause im drunk journalist
fuck subservient lunging words at ur mum.
ur wife got curby tits but theyre not good curby just cause they cant be congruent geometry cuz she not a robot but i rahter fuck robot in butt