Which clown said you'd be dope at text? This easy to me
someone might've told you you're 'hitting but it's fake'. WWE
Pistol to ya skull. Feel like a millennium waiting for the bullet to enter
I'm pointing at the Dome & waiting for the flash like tourists in London's city center
Ya girl comes home, I got the knife to your neck & she's no chance to hide
When I push she goes running for the door like I've let her know I'm outside
& that pussy was a fuckin mess. Everybody nutted on her cum stained chest
See we all call her Bermuda.. cos entering her triangle results in unexplained deaths
You're definitely queer. It's all about gay bars when you on the mack
So for being a faggot I'll body Art & I ain't talking bout the butterfly tattoo on ya back
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