Boy are you Stupid or What
You so soft you sound like a Cupid in Rap
Ya styles Putrid, Whack, I ain't Looking Back
Rather negociate with the Foolish Pack
I take you to the burning comal where the Shoes At
New Kat, Claim you're lost on site but have yet to Prove That
I break your bones with a Blue Bat leave you crying over your girlfriend whose Too Fat
Ugly Cunt, Have you Cut up in Chunks, in a Fuzzy Jar If you Come for Wars
Boil you over Exploded Cars when Bombing Stars
You're a brown Sunday abomination packing Fudge fo Bars!
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