i'll take ya nuts alright, but i'll crush em instead...broken sac that bled out tha head
i'll take ya nuts alright, but i'll crush em instead...broken sac that bled out tha head
yeah hold up acid...comet...kill me with a comet than make figure how u wanna die.....
sorry.....ive tryin comet
make up a weapon, ill show u what i mean
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launchin comets at everyone insight.../
like them trolls on lord of the rings,..dyin to fight.../
flick the switch,...
watch the ball burst into into flames land on u an disinigrate u to bits
spray paint can, kill me wit dat...unlimited lines
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I spray you in the face and lace you up like mace. Can't breathe, you fall and wheeze like my mom smokin' trees...I got ya gaspin', while I'm claspin' the can in my hand and beatin you retarded, brain damaged? not till I fuckin started
kill me with a spoon
U jus a fukin goon, who kills with a spoon?
Onli really niggas kill wif gats while ya fuckin cats
Im 100% black, cut no one no slack
ma lyrical vulgarity, triggerin fatal heart attack
im usin chemical agents to lay ya on ya back
make up a weapon dumbshit^
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ma bad
sorry man, i m gotta sleep, cya when i do. peace
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Ok.. since nobody left a weapon ill jus use the already bloody spoon thats left over
Another death by the spoon... why not? scoopin through ya balloon knot.. that spot where a spoon intrusion could ruin a lot... so who woulda thought... that sicka than aidz had already bought, an unbelievably odd object.. a wooden log that's prostetically processed.. rubber cover top harbored largest.. and possibly most propostrous.. oblong knobs and sauces.. to smother the monstrous..sausage that sicka had.. trapped in the hands of his guantlet grasp.. then he tossed it back.. shaft it the ass closet...he buries deposits.. he showed that collausses block of mass who the boss is.. encountered the strongests.. of impact, infact when the shaft bonded, the sight of the site divided in quadrants, lookin like ass omlette
weapon: shirt
I take tha spoon and stuff it up ur ass hardcore.
It brings ya much pleasure u were beggin for more.
I grab it back out and let ma dog sniff it.
lemme tell ya that tha stench stopped its heartbeat.
so i slit ya throat with a samurai sword to make it quick.
Before bashing ya head in with a fuckin brick.
castrate ya dick with a fuckin chainsaw.
leavin softies with mouth agape in awe.
I rip off my shirt like mild-mannered Bruce Banner, while you stutter and stammer...I crammer the torn cloth into your throat, you try to speak but you can't make a single note, choke on my ripped tee...I deck you in the mouth, get chipped teeth. Swallow the shards that pierce your inner parts, strike straight to your heart...I'll tear you apart without a care, just over my torn Wu-Wear you catch a snare.
frisbee
i choke ya fag ass with ma fucking WU tee
pleasurable, that shit makes me insane with glee
im the evil nigga that'll set ur soul free
leave ya hanging from the shirt under a tree
cut your fuckin eyes out so u cant fuckin see
ma sword that'll be stinging ya ass like a killa bee.
Killa bee, motherfucker I said frisbee
I guess it's my turn to get busy
like pop, you fizzy, they say
krapass, who is he? is he a great emcee?
not really, he's not that appealin'
i get the feelin' he really ain't real n'
junk, just a young punk full of spunk
get smoked like a blunt of skunk
I got no weapons so I raise my fist
your disses miss while my wrist
to knuckle splits ya lip and makes ya buckle quick
and whats the weapon??
a windscreen wiper.
If I Offend You .. Fuck You I Intend To ..
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