Faceless assassin hacking your frame with an ominous sword,
leavin your corpse leaking sensitive material, then blame it on Anonymous.org
Dropping this fraudulent Rousey, come to the crib with both chromes blazing,
Then kick the soul outta this mouthy bitch, that’s a holm invasion.
Dude, find a shrink, coz your childish rhyme schemes are just mild and weak,
S’freud, you couldn’t craft a gun-bar from Neighbours wildest dreams.
Mods please! Time to send that fag Chamber in, for the kiss of death,
The way Shards getting smoked in this battle, it’s clear as crystal, Meth.
Coz this is the jungle, and there's a predator stalking with murderous insanity,
When you hear those toucans squawking bro, don't expect to see birds in the canopy!!!!
Yeah, he's obsessed with artillery, so ratatatat… and I’m dumping this queer,
I guess that makes it ironic, howitzer gun-bar that’s finally slumping him here.
Last edited by Plot; 11-19-2015 at 11:39 AM.
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