by Tash8 » Apr 8th, '07, 06:06
Inches' face is about to have a Face Split, become Wasted, your spit was probably copy and Pasted.
Your Spit is Plain Shit while mine's Insane Shit, it had you Fainted, and just like that, your Brain Dead.
Bitch, no more Fake Excuses, Make Truthes if you didn't want to battle in the First Place, I just hit Third Base.
My rhymes got you so high your forgot your BirthPlace, you and your Cursed Face, had just hit Worst Place.
After you battle me, your gonna wish for a Stunt Double, but this guy claims to be a gangster but he's having Blunt Troubles,
everytime you see me your Cunt Bubbles, You Want Medals, no not till Your Cunt Settles, no worry least you can Taunt Pebbles
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