yo, i'm livin proud as fuck, i'm given pounds to bruhs, im livin lavish plush and never hear the sound of guns. my shit is powder puff, i spit about it nuff, you bitches brows is up, come get ya browser flushed. cause i delete ya, history. rhymes that beat ya, fist to cheek, surprised and leave ya dizzy weak, and no time to weave or counter punch. my bank account is up, i got a thousand bucks. im in the saddle up with a lass who just aroused my nuts. she ain't a cow just trust, there aint no cattle up in my crib when i get a fly chick and just lasso sluts. can u imagine bruh? i get the baddest butts. im into fashion with a passion plus it keeps my status up. got coffee made Arabica all the way from Africa. nowadays im havin lunch with hollandaise and ***tus cuts. ballin state, the captain of all the babes in canada. I holiday in Panama, comped vacation planned it cause Toronto paid to jack me up. so crazy. i know Daisy cause i pollinate her flower bruh. you all can taste the ass of a awesome naked passenger. 747 when when i cross the lake in crafts whatup? im coughin, great, im nasty fuckin concentrate my raps for ya. i bombed the place like nam and just dropped the greatest spam for ya. the combination of that and plus the uncommon way i rap has just spawned the latest faction of my automated blastin. its the long awaited action that you all have came to capture. but you all get faded after i install this dangerous app in. now fall away you rappers cause my fallout you can't handle. im all out smoke and flashin while you all don't hold a candle..... fuck it im done. Giraldo, close the panel.
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