Organized crime, i kill your boss
Those faggots won the gay off
Its only for the real mc's not the gay,
Momma say, you making me lose pay
Why does it matter anyway, your gay,
From a couple feet awaybut stay away
I was gonna write you a poem today
Makin' toys at my work shop, while y'all are gay,
She got grove st. on replay
Who will make a gay pay.
We never tattle, let god handle that
Gay basher cuz i smash ''fags'' thats bad
As: my dad can’t satisfy her in the bedroom ever since he passed away
Im looking better every day but every day he looking gay
You think im gay gay, what the hey hey
Nevermind i'm lyin she bumpin me all day
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