Y cal it a rap make up.Cal it a global shake up.Put u in jail wit a clinical setup.The cops said it was an identity mixup.We jst sit bak nd watch.Got ourselves an a.K. Nd a ves so u cnt touch.Fakes dnt rap much.Cos i hav their lips 4 lunch.It tastes lyk crap.Stained frm the fake rap.

Bigboy, hw abt smaltoy/wen it cums2 me, u r 4kol/haha, dat was a jok coz i dnt rlly rap/bt im queen bitch nd ur gona need a stich/ wen im don here/ur gona b crying, hear?/coz im da queen of da muthafucin planet/im even beta than stupid bitch janet/wen i strt rappin al of ya'l strt crappin/makin me feel lyk i gota strt teachin/coz ur rappin needs bleachin/so bam or shud i say bang nd da dirt is gone/yeah yeah, i'v gt it goin on

U funny u shud do comedy.Yor nusery rymz r foney.U dnt belong in rap.U belong on a fat guys lap.Get sum booty so he can tap.I'l seperate yor flesh frm ur bones.Nd feed u 2 da dogs 2 lik ur pussy zones.Bigboy cooler than ice cream cones.Dnt start what u cnt end.Jst pretend .Dat this ddnt hapen nd save yorself the disgrace.U shud of thort abt it b4 u wer al in my face.I drop rymz lyk hoes drop thongs.Fire hazard explosive handle wit tongs.I respct u as a sista but only if u respct me as a brother

Listen smaltoy, u say i blng on a fat guys lap, wel at least my fat guy cn rap/my pussy's bin fukd by playboys/nd u need2 pay if u want a ride/al da playa's knw i aint gt ntin2 hide/i fuk wif diferent races, dey al tink im priceles coz im complex/d u wana b nxt?/coz i hav da ability2 perplex

(Respect 2 the thread owner)Lisin sista y u all up in my face.I wernt even talkin 2 u in the frst place. I tried 2 b nice 2 u but u ddnt lisin.So u started dissin.So if its a war u want u got it.Lets take it 2 the streets I'l create a thread.So get yor pen nd paper get prepared.I hope u not scared.

Wen i cant sleep,i catch a fire(blond,weed)

evry day evry nite i drown in ma dreamz/tryin to cach a nap ma dreamz fal out.

nw goto sleep otherwise u will bcom week

Hey u r waking the dead lol

Yo! Yes yes yo!

All dis rhymez r weak.i don't write rhymes i speak.i'm in ma peak.so u wanna learn?then cum quick,so u can cum such ma dick.i don't front nor sneak nor play trick...2 all d enemiez na lime u go leak

Can c dat u sick cos dis cums evry week no time cos d tym tick.cot u runnin afta dat chick rapin u must click abeg pls no insert ur dick cos dat place dey leak bt if u do u nuh go kick

No mre tricks im puffin weed sittin on top of bricks

Its boring in this mothafucka now a days

U prick sayin al dis rhymez re weak.can u compose a rhym 4 a week.i dnt tink so coz al u no iz hw 2 sew

Dnt mind my post coz am in d coast.nw a days me wana play in da maize

/sm12 fuk al um

A lots of kicks I give to em so quick