BacK ShiT uP
Posted: Sat Feb 23, 2008 8:39 pm
DarK GreeN: Arv
WhitE: Bill
While i been-spittin you wrist-slittin, faggot jumpin penis like ya name was RICH SIMMONS
Rockin pink ribbons, on the shoutbox mouth off like you been trippin, see u on rink-slippin
With a mini-skirt n some skates on, im tired of ya lame-bitch so imma make my aim-switch
You droppin love then talk shit like you gotten tough, u touch wit gloves but i enflame-mits
Said that i bite, but not in ya life will u see me cop a line from some other site, I stay realest
Representin while i spray-illest, you whine for some time cuz i'm takin all the play-minutes
This gay's finished, ask around 4 screen names-in-pretend so he can talk AIM-wit-some-men
Emotional, sacrifice lookin stupid 4 attention, makin-threads cuz homework aint-makin-sense,
No respect, like the ho's-expect, phantom's like a ken doll while my flow erects, Dont suspect
You would even see the joke-connect, U slow cuz witta flow so low-in-dept there's no correct.
Callin me a redneck? You're gon hafta see, that Im better than you and ya couldnt be a halfa me
If you begged on your hands and knees, writin slit wrist poems waitin for a cryin heart to feed
And your heartll bleed crimson of red, and when you see me comin to you gon be wishin ya dead
An you keep droppin fishin for cred, ya daddy didnt just beat ya he forced it and was kissin ya head
Wat I said? This aint growth hormone or testesterone, n my guns'll pop n make ya body stop ya gone
Walk through ya door and scream pops is home, so pathetic this cat couldnt pay to cop some dome
Waste of air and space ya life is full of cryin, I keep lookin at your raps and wonderin why ya tryin
To dive in to this game when ya cant even rhyme-in 1 bar, startin beef with me now ya got bad timin
Im finna set my flow into motion and get a win, while you a freak who likes to sit n "put the lotion on the skin"
And this is jus a notion not quite a sin, cause Ill rid the world of you and then go after your next-to-kin
WhitE: Bill
While i been-spittin you wrist-slittin, faggot jumpin penis like ya name was RICH SIMMONS
Rockin pink ribbons, on the shoutbox mouth off like you been trippin, see u on rink-slippin
With a mini-skirt n some skates on, im tired of ya lame-bitch so imma make my aim-switch
You droppin love then talk shit like you gotten tough, u touch wit gloves but i enflame-mits
Said that i bite, but not in ya life will u see me cop a line from some other site, I stay realest
Representin while i spray-illest, you whine for some time cuz i'm takin all the play-minutes
This gay's finished, ask around 4 screen names-in-pretend so he can talk AIM-wit-some-men
Emotional, sacrifice lookin stupid 4 attention, makin-threads cuz homework aint-makin-sense,
No respect, like the ho's-expect, phantom's like a ken doll while my flow erects, Dont suspect
You would even see the joke-connect, U slow cuz witta flow so low-in-dept there's no correct.
Callin me a redneck? You're gon hafta see, that Im better than you and ya couldnt be a halfa me
If you begged on your hands and knees, writin slit wrist poems waitin for a cryin heart to feed
And your heartll bleed crimson of red, and when you see me comin to you gon be wishin ya dead
An you keep droppin fishin for cred, ya daddy didnt just beat ya he forced it and was kissin ya head
Wat I said? This aint growth hormone or testesterone, n my guns'll pop n make ya body stop ya gone
Walk through ya door and scream pops is home, so pathetic this cat couldnt pay to cop some dome
Waste of air and space ya life is full of cryin, I keep lookin at your raps and wonderin why ya tryin
To dive in to this game when ya cant even rhyme-in 1 bar, startin beef with me now ya got bad timin
Im finna set my flow into motion and get a win, while you a freak who likes to sit n "put the lotion on the skin"
And this is jus a notion not quite a sin, cause Ill rid the world of you and then go after your next-to-kin