Lyrics
Truth is, you have no beef with ME yer irrelevant, and i only gotta bone to pick with YOU cuz yer a Skeleton. yer thin and delicate, missn intelligent parts,making Nicole Richie Look fat, Paris Hilton look smart, for lack of a better word hes a FUCKN Cunnundrum,
*WHAT??
Jesus Chist, lemme back up for soma ya dumb fucks.
I mean he raps as if hes tough yet acts a little ellegant in fact when da sunny weather hits he packs up an umbrella WITH a lavish picnic basket RIGHT? inspite of his WRITTENS where his Laser-sight de-livers jus-tice to Snitches.
Im cocky sittn holdn my dick, when i make a fist the sun blacks out like a solar eclipse.
Dont get mad_______ cuz yer not a Challenge, Just how you takn me down? you cant keep down salad. couldnt shake MY balance, not on my worst day, not even if i was ant in earthquake
Sonny your too skinny to back up whaCHER flown, and im HUNGRY,oh no, yer ribs are shown.
Oughtta Getchyer Jaw knocked Toothless, spittn CRAP proves YA consumn ASS juices DOOFUS. Ill Prove this.
Oh, and when i speak, you getcha Pride hurt, tryna keep ME IN LINE?
Im not cha sideburns.
But i cause indegestion when yer swallown my children,
**like Gel Caps, that explains why ya CANT SPIT NO REAL RAPS.
YER MOUTHS fulla me, I couldnt hear whatCHEW said
you couldnt PULL bitches RIDIN in a backwards dog sled
D.I.C.E. dosnt SEE FREAKS of nature, that wanna SEEM MEAN,
but its not in they nature.
The only Habbitat you belong in YA Fake FAGGOT,
is a Club where the MEN GRAB AT yer ass and start LAUGHN.
What a shame, Only yer moms blame,
she didnt complain when the Surgeon, dropped you on yer face,
Little Bloody Billy Needs to Chill For Really,
hes SO DEPRESSED and BLUE,
he could pass as a Crip from PHILLIE dudes. its TRUE.
StarCHER car SLOWLY, cuz things go KABOOM in the Night,
Oh wait i forgot, you aint got one RIGHT?
The only thing, you can catch his ASS Driv'N is a 9 Iron, Wrapped in Barb Wire,
and he claims hes having a good year like tires?
Most Fags, are qiuck to grab Trash Bags, that are filled with Red Napkins, and BLAB..
to other people, sayn that the colors are meaningful, MEANWHILE, the REAL EVIL people,are burning down Steeples, and FLOODING these STREETS with the BLOOD of the FEEBLE..
Im so Fly and yer ass is so GROUNDED, thats why you sit inside with GUNS, YER GROUNDED. Yer Dad said, you forgot Close the bread, then he shook his head "Get back to yer room son", *But DAD??* Dont Worry im not Mad, but its time to get a broom SON, Clean up ya tracks and wash hands. *DAMN*
Every time U try to Rap, U get SLAPPED MAN.
U Should give up,and take a dick up,
before you get stuck by some BLUE DUDES in RUDE MOODS// WHO
are GONNA do a CRIP-Walk, all over yer Face FOOL.
and rockn some colors could mean shit less to me,
Ill rock both gangs, Red & Blue MAKE GREEN.
