Call me whatever joe
You are just a failure fellow
You are lookin a little sad,
Luxury life, results living bad
I mesomorph, into a dwarf, after engulfing the fourth quartz.
I like to think i write and rap as tighter than some biker shorts
Boy you are skinny, skinnier then a licorice.
And if you feel i'm wrong, baby you should tell me this
You are a confusing confusion
My talent should take me places i've never been
Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records
I meta morph,in to a star dwarf,that teleports, and warps,
Question of a fact is, are you a rat?
This that black elohim anunnaki rap
Flow retarded, i need to wipe the slob off of every bar
And if you a real nigga dont need to lettem know/ you know who you are
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
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