Y'all marked men now...
These faker's fuckin' DEAD. Shootas gonna rape ya w/ the lead
We ain't playin' "Who Am I"... But I'mma put some paper on your heads
Pussy? We catchin' casualties. Our minds on point & dicks cause brutalities
When bitches say they like Sharp & Witty, it's not u. they mean our personalities
Ur sluts are ours, give em a thrill til they weared & the drill leaves em teared
Call us the Aristocats.. When those pussies come around we throwin' bills in the air
Can't hide from death, we got steel w/ drums no matter where u queers will run
Anywhere you walk, the Cans'll be in front of you.. That's just how we deal with BUMS
NO girl feels these chumps. & they'd never remember, let alone CALL the hobos
only time i've seen S&W leave a lasting impression, i was looking at a revolver logo
sharp looks like a nerd & plays in a jazz band... holy fk, this old FOOL is queer
we founded the Outsiders just weeks ago. how have u been in ur whole school career?!
& witty acting like he can persist in a fight? stop that, u fag
if i bar brawl w/ the Fox...
i'mma put a glass into ur eyesocket. & give u the fucking top hat to match
witty's dumb af. so i'mma take his brain out, toss his body & leave it behind...
w/ that death, u getting more F's from CoD players than from all ur teachers combined
Good day
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