This Fool thinks he can compete Spits
but when it comes down ta you ta Come Meet Bitch
i am Obsolete, I got no Weakness
so while i serve ya Defeat Quick...
I"ll Leave Deep Slits equipped like a heat Pit
Shake Toss Secrets bleed with Meat Drips
leave'n this Weak Kid forever speechless cuz my Street Fist..
has a Physique thats sicka then a Diseased Fish
eat this pussy like it's a Fetus, leave this Dweeb Teethless
Leave'n him beat and Ripped ta Pieces, no where ta Retreat so Please Wish
Tables Turn..Which Made it Worse, Engaged N' Searched..
for a Way ta' Learn, how ta Take tha' Curse of the Weight of Earth
Incase it Curved, and Strained my Nervous System..
Rage it Burst, n' Explained in Words how ta Further Wisdom
Last edited by Father N Dangerous; 05-02-2006 at 03:19 AM.