I'm (check it bz's)
Posted: Tue Aug 12, 2008 6:21 pm
[font=Comic Sans MS] roll out the red carpet, yalls mics are molded quite garbage
ima dawg starvin, did'nt fret just step'd n left a bloody red harness
Im ugly boys and girls, wit crooked theeth like jigga
put out an album that seen more wood than a riva
reasonable dought? naw Im just stress'd by seasonal drought
bitch you cant hear me? well start pullin them pennises out
first verse left u gasping, implified ur more fake than a drag queen
well thats what you turn to if you attemped to impersionate as me
nasty!
Im, in and out of a bitch like the use of acid
Im, In and outta fits like a beauty pangent
to much skill for your minds to grasp it
and life just so has it, line for line Im no mime faggots
dammit, i run threw bars leaving echos like when horses gallups
writters block is bad luck (lol) and i just begun to open the Can-of (whoop ass BOI!)
your metaphors are so cliche, your morce codes average
Im the king, there will be no revenge so bye bye hamlets
Im quick to leave your rythms on the floor like army pamphlet
im swift to kick your chest broken and leave torso's ravaged
Im, in and out of a bitch like the use of acid
Im, In and outta fits like a beauty pangent
to much skill for your minds to grasp it
and life just so has it, line for line Im no mime faggots [/font]
ima dawg starvin, did'nt fret just step'd n left a bloody red harness
Im ugly boys and girls, wit crooked theeth like jigga
put out an album that seen more wood than a riva
reasonable dought? naw Im just stress'd by seasonal drought
bitch you cant hear me? well start pullin them pennises out
first verse left u gasping, implified ur more fake than a drag queen
well thats what you turn to if you attemped to impersionate as me
nasty!
Im, in and out of a bitch like the use of acid
Im, In and outta fits like a beauty pangent
to much skill for your minds to grasp it
and life just so has it, line for line Im no mime faggots
dammit, i run threw bars leaving echos like when horses gallups
writters block is bad luck (lol) and i just begun to open the Can-of (whoop ass BOI!)
your metaphors are so cliche, your morce codes average
Im the king, there will be no revenge so bye bye hamlets
Im quick to leave your rythms on the floor like army pamphlet
im swift to kick your chest broken and leave torso's ravaged
Im, in and out of a bitch like the use of acid
Im, In and outta fits like a beauty pangent
to much skill for your minds to grasp it
and life just so has it, line for line Im no mime faggots [/font]