I unload lyrical shots from my machine gun to make holes bleed
I came from an evil breed of hunters from the Philippines
and generals from Europe stabbin you to death riding on steeds
these bad deeds i committed came from my mind's greed
i went to every state and planted my seed
i'll walk all over you like millipedes
next word: popeye
Last edited by Marc051; 03-13-2006 at 07:27 AM.