They down to do it all, i call 'em us open
I mean i'm a kid i make some jokes just to have fun
Criticism doesn't make him mad
Fourth quarter, that sack; fourth ward in all black
But my brother got a year
Making fun of a queer
Hard to move on when you always regret one
Spilling blood of rappers, oh what good fun/
Now you gotta make it easy for me don't run
Make fun of my raps and i will kill you with a weapon
Still got my nike boots
Make him inhale the gas fumes
A sucker punch, it's weak to make fun of you because your a fag/
You can mix 'em all together you would still be twice as bad
Not likely like stay long please
I make fun of faggots, nerds and fatties
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