Fuck wit me, i'll flip on u like little kids gettin shots (vaccine shots)
Yo fagness shows in yo lines, u give so much head u "spittin" cock//
U got a none-inch "drumstick", but you "pound" eight "drums"?
Son, yo mother swallows so much, i heard she piss straight cum//
I spit so much drug game rap, on my doors, fed's bangin
If yo peoples try to shake my hand, i'd leave'im "dead hangin"//
They lames man, why you associate wit these gwop lackers
Yaw so fake, yaw could be writers for a movie called "block actors"//
Why u steppin in my ring talkin shit, when my fans sniff coke lines
Before you could even throw a punch, u hit the canvas fo* times//
Keep fuckin around, u'll fight the force of real killers, we'll make u toothless
You could be on life support, i'm still iller, quit fake'in ruthless
U ina love "triangle", and i'm doin yo bitch from "acute" fuckin angle
While u gettin pimped, I smash her till the poop's up in her brain yo
An i don't giva fuck, if these eight bars, leave great scars
B ain't hard, I can already hear his crew yo, "he raped ours!!"
*fo (four) pronunced--fo, not just to fit scheme, cuz thats how i would say it anyway -fo
The dealer of hope is selling me lies
Reasons to live are reasons to die, in disguise
This life was never mine, the rivers never ran
Cross your arms, its too late for helping hands
Spit your pity elsewhere, there's no sympathy needed
For one who's never alive, for one who's never completed (Bigot Hitman)
Last edited by Bigot Hitman; 01-09-2007 at 03:05 PM.