(S&F) Edgar AlPo vs Flo Real (S&F) - CHYEAHHH!!! WINS 4-0

Chyeahhh!!! · 05-29-2013, 10:03 AM

...Applaud me...

Christ himself gave me a hand this morning N’ reassured me that I’m not going to hell
He gave me his word..which was carved in his severed hand that he sent me in the mail
I’ve got that much pull in the universe, heavenly bodies gravitate towards me
Well shit Jesus overnighted his hand to me, guess that makes me an OG
I’m the boss of bosses, I get paid to get off in my office
wait for your mom to get off than I get off, tell her to get off, tomorrow I’ll repeat the process
I’m sitting high on my own horse, and my steed catches Contact….
That FUCKING ALIEN GAVE US A SHOTGUN CHARGE!!!….and I can’t recollect anything beyond that
My thoughts are nuclear, any heads warring with me yo
You’re getting contracts with dotted lines, that’s not a hit, that’s an okay to launch in morse code
My niggas are 3rd degree arms dealers, I advise you to move back patna
We scavenge the ER for burned amputated limbs and sell em on the black market
Fuck you and your idiotic fables
I’ll bust a nut faster than the speed of light and toss your girls tampon on the periodic table

05-29-2013, 10:03 AM	#7
Chyeahhh!!! Saul Paul Join Date: Jan 2013 Location: remote location with a remote weapon station Posts: 6,398 Battle Record: 16-26 Rep Power: 1663351	...Applaud me... Christ himself gave me a hand this morning N’ reassured me that I’m not going to hell He gave me his word..which was carved in his severed hand that he sent me in the mail I’ve got that much pull in the universe, heavenly bodies gravitate towards me Well shit Jesus overnighted his hand to me, guess that makes me an OG I’m the boss of bosses, I get paid to get off in my office wait for your mom to get off than I get off, tell her to get off, tomorrow I’ll repeat the process I’m sitting high on my own horse, and my steed catches Contact…. That FUCKING ALIEN GAVE US A SHOTGUN CHARGE!!!….and I can’t recollect anything beyond that My thoughts are nuclear, any heads warring with me yo You’re getting contracts with dotted lines, that’s not a hit, that’s an okay to launch in morse code My niggas are 3rd degree arms dealers, I advise you to move back patna We scavenge the ER for burned amputated limbs and sell em on the black market Fuck you and your idiotic fables I’ll bust a nut faster than the speed of light and toss your girls tampon on the periodic table __________________ KNOW YOUR MAKER BEFORE YOU'RE MADE TO I know the ledge, his sister's a jumpoff