me you
Song Info
Track Files
MP3
MP3 1.9 MB • 128 kbps • 2:05
Lyrics
looka here, you see these fists ima beat you wit
you hear these bars ima beat you wit
heres a lesson in rap ima teach you prick
dont be flowin and soundin like an emo kid
like pains ur sweetest drug, get off your neyo shit
big headed fuck, ill spit a bar to make your egotrip
you borin son and you have no damn flow
your styles bout excitin as watchin a plant grow
pack up your bag, im sendin you tha hell home
unless you wan be my sidekick like a cell phone
this that typa you dude you see rockin gold pants
walks in tha parks wit his mans as they hold hands
we can go toe to toe fam but i dont dance
specially not wit tha obese version of mario lopez
you fake, you aint thug, dont even start it
only shell youve ever seen is those m n m chocolates
you fat fuck, you tha most borin artist in history
yea im chubby but shittt you twice as big as me
round 1 was a fluke, now you gettin tha boot
you annoying asshair, you couldnt fit in my shoes
did i mention your boring? im jus gettin it thru
that id rather listen to creed than listen to you
so im givin you a loss, hope you takin it well
*ding ding* lucky fuck gettin saved by tha bell
Comments
The artist currently doesn't allow comments.
