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41 bars of no swearing- freestyle
- So I guess you want me to me pleasant like Marry Poppins
- No severing limbs and chopping off body parts dropping
- Them off of a fairy crossing the Hudson
- I bet its no cursing because you aint a thugs son
- But one of a Pastor churching you on manners
- well I'm still going bananners like Bananas in Pajamas
- You got no Jam plus cant jam us up on those phoney rhymes you hand us
- Understand us? No, neither no I drinking co co in cabanas
- While I got a Carrabin coconut to stroke my, WHAT in Havana
- Am I doing wasting rhymes spewing these weak mutinies
- Mutants who refusing to go mute so you can swallow my puke
- A nuke is what I feel like right now, but unable to cut lose
- So whats the use of having to chose weather you abuse
- The rules and cuss your brains out in this insane bout
- But I know you aint ever got brains from a dame another mans pain his spouse
- Right in his own house, (squeak squeak), what was that? oh, Mickey Mouse
- Im sickly Clouse I run out in your grandmothers blouse
- Cover in delousing powder burning you out while I got you strapped to the couch
- All your mother can say is ouch while I bend her over her spouse
- Wondering what to do and where to go next
- You know text but I bet I can out flow you with Tech
- 9 milometer Berrett wrecking you chest up to your neck
- Slaughter your set I ='d say Ill rape you but your probably the same age as my daughter
- Hot water is what I've treaded in my whole life thank God I'm a golfer
- The course is my paper and the club is my pen
- You better toughen up if you wanna battle a thug in the Pen
- I'm a bull with a full sack while you pull at empty drawers Sammy Koufax
- Will make you go back to the batters cage with salami baloney
- In layman's terms your the cattle turned to a stromboni
- Come here my little crony rap juggernaut ,NOT, you a phoney
- A lonely cat who only has only that, a cat, to keep him from foaming
- At the mouth roaming looking for something he can be blowing
- What I'm knowing is it's not the Mic glowing it someone named Mike growing
- Right in your hand I hand you this and I did it grand
- Grand slam your dam grandma like a dam ham sandwich
- Or was it Spinach and Spam I'm from Grenache a state of wasted
- these rhymes are a grace i placed it on a plait for you so don't waste it
- Hesitate get wrapped up in raps like I'm the plastic man this is rap stasis
- like I sent you to Heaven encased encase you don't make it
- I'm the raciest who hates this white race the most so lets race this
- Wait scratch that and erase this I'm the lyrical mace sprayed in your face taste this
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