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Lyrics
im taking you to church, for the fun im pokin
like good christians, dirty words are never often spoken
stick figures really aint fuckin witchu
shit holmes, third world children aint fuckin witchu
with them stunner shades, you aint hard
cant be that thurough, lookin like the alien from south park
fingers look like shit logs, im pissed off
i seen ya bitch gettin gangbanged in a flic, it made my dick soft =(
n battle enef? thats outlandish
look at this fool, he aint eating me, he aint even eatin a sandwhich
pitiful, but its also a fact
lookin like he ready to trade some cheesburgers for a dub of that crack
youll get ripped up spit on and murdered on any a track
manute bol of hiphop, god damn this mans wack
i dont get it, but ill burn you partna
what the fuck, second round, got me battlin some angel hair pasta
kate moss of mic snatchin, n yousa herb
bitch ass pussy, all of these describe dirty words
you aint urban , turn the mic off
i took em straight to the laundry mat to prove this black guy is really white washed
smile for the birdies, eagle eye for the lead
but i could use one of ya arms for a putter instead
penut dome, why act cocky with the rhymes
and fuck columbus son, ill prove ya head is flat on both sides
so you slick huh, so you tryin to dress the part
didnt know there was a ethopian section up in the wal mart
this chump beating me its silly!
cause listening to a dirty verse makes me awfully sleepy
paying homage last round, so what the fuck
he revisiting his past as one of the kids mike jackson touched
you aint a thriller,i know you got a fear of the beat
fuck spittin words, id rather spit on em literally
