by Kez » Sep 4th, '06, 12:24
Oh shit, sorry man
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You shouldn't of said shit, i'll lock you up in the toolshed/
When the ambulance arrives, they won't know who's dead!
You say my style's missing something, you're just a bitching fucking/
Idiot who wouldn't know style if it got your tits all nutted/
Clog your throat with posionous gasses/
Act so gangsta, but you're just the noisiest bastard, oh what joy i have when/
I chop you to bits with chopping axes, lock you up with chassis
You can't fucking block this, bastard, you're breath'll get killed with this fucking mattress!
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There
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Kez on Sep 4th, '06, 17:58, edited 2 times in total.