Dissing Rosie for being a racist, hypocritical bi***.

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Do a google search on Rosie O Donnell and the whole "ching chong" controversy.

Allow me to laugh
(Diamonds are forever…)
Every time you play sports you’re automatically out of bounds
(Diamonds are forever…)
Every time you jump for joy you f***ing shake the ground
Hit up every restaurant in your local district
In an instant, made them all go out of business
It’s obvious to me that you’re the porky type
Entering food fights with a fork and knife

I bet you think you’re funny when you’re talking shit
Can’t see “The View” must be your fat ass blocking it
Your talk is cheap, you’re what they call a freak
Hey bi***, when’s the last time you saw your feet?
It’s gotta be pretty scary to know
That your f***ing stomach has its own area code
Any person with brains has always hated your show
So fat, she’s got her own gravitational pull
No, I’m not done yet, bi*** it ain’t over
I bet you butter your bread with a f***ing paint roller
You fat ass tub of lard, you’re not funny
I said “tub of lard”, damn, you’re probably getting hungry
Trust me on this, I know it’s hard to believe
But she’s so fat, she gets stuck in her dreams
Can’t reach your back pockets or even look behind ya
You’re so fat you can smell rice cooking in China

(Diamonds are forever…)
Anybody who thinks you’re funny must have the worst taste
(Diamonds are forever…)
Every time you do jumping jacks you cause an earthquake
World hunger still exists and now we know why
Backstage eating chicken wings and fries
We’re sick and tired of listening to your little bi*** ass
If I punched you in the face, you’d cry pig fat

I’m telling the truth, it’s not even a lie
She could smell Christmas dinner on the Fourth of July
In fact, she probably thought gravy was a beverage
She even makes Eric Cartman look anorexic
I mean, I’ve seen fat but damn she’s f***ing foul
She’s so fat, her shadow weighs a hundred pounds
So keep your mouth shut you hypocritical slut
Tub of lard looking like Jabba the Hutt
You’re plain ignorant and I’ve had enough
You’re fat as f***, fast food ain’t even fast enough
So I hope this diss track makes you want to cry
Hope your arteries clog and you f***ing die
So I can piss on your grave, made your biggest mistake
Dissing my race, if I see you I’mma spit in your face
Your mother died of breast cancer ain’t that great?
Hope your girlfriend suffers the same exact fate

(Diamonds are forever…)
I’m simply ending this bi***, believe me it’s over
(Diamonds are forever…)
You and your girl are opposite ends of an eating disorder
Where anorexia starts and the hunger ends
You and your girlfriend look like the number ten (10)
Your ugly face makes me quiver and quake
If you looked at a mirror it would probably break