Originally Posted by
PSINXS
didnt i tell u that this guy's rhymes was a joke?
to find that info, tell me how long it took u to search my posts
attention whore? sorry i have no reason to boast
i know i'm the shit, i'm leading n u only following close
under pressue this boy cracks like he was poor blown glass
when Rut called u out, u apologized cuz he woulda whooped yo ass
kid u were bitch born, bitch made, and bitch fed
keep running at the mouth and yall gon find this bitch dead
for spittin weak shit this kid knows he was wrong
i'm like katrina in new orleans i'll put a hole in ya dome
you're soft faggot, like ice cream on a cone
u remind me of a dog cuz ya mouth stays on a bone
fuck boy dont get waxed, get capped, get sprayed
have yall mom all sad n collapse at ya grave
while i chill, relax,get drunk, get laid
while u r quickly forgotten, rottin', laying all decayed
u dont want this lyrical storm cuz you'll get rained out
n respect 1/4 mile kid, u know the name's out
them boys run up on ya n knock them brains out
all over ya carpet son, now get them stains out!
white ppl afraid? naw they just respect me man
the projekt gone crazy yall betta check ya man
move n i'll shoot dont even flinch ya hands
trust me kid i get more blow than fans
this punk is surely beaten so tell me whos next to stand
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