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I know u's handycapt and yea i feel bad for dissin
but you never get the picture and now Im beefin wit ya bitchs,
yea i commented her pics, but shes ulgy as shit bro
and jus look at you dude, where the fuck did your face go,
u is filthy as fuck, yous garbage like trash
you need to take a shower, and then maybe a bath
where ya mommy can scrub that nasty shit off your ass,
and then rinse and repete untill you finally relax,
and she see that you clean,
What? Peety, Clean?, Oh god Ive gotta be dreamin
I wouldent beleve it if I seen it, Id prolly fuckin scream,
to hear about peety routinely takin better care of his hygene,
now thats just obcene, his Iq negitive he gained that lable
half fuckin dead on the operating table,
hes proven the worst emcee Ive ever heard
I heard my share of rappers and hes the wackest ever
that your ears are gonna hear,hes a microphone vergin, watch me cut him like a
sergin ,now whut is it pettie herpies or skervies?that your ass wont admit you got,i
leave you a muder scene
and you aint even on beat, yous an easy defete for me
bitch you shouldent be, and we call know you couldent,
you be walkin a pussy, with so much acnie on her ass that
it looked liked someone stabbed her, and pulled the skin back up
and over her ass again, ass so fuckin fat I cant help it but gag,
shes more of a man then ur ass will ever get, shes prolly gotta dick to
spit it and you lick it, yous phisicly descrimiged,
from to many crashs, ya birth was accident
yous ment to be a nut stain chillin on ya momma's leg
yous homo dog I aint gotta answer shit
thats what you get, when you die five times
and come back dumb as shit still wantin to rhyme
you aint in the grind and your songs really suck
who gave you that program, me motha fucka
I think I woulda done the whole world alot better
if Ida not introduced your faggit ass to cooledit
u aint dockin with the hottest, obviously not,
ya rhymes takin the cock, fag, hate me or not
go on and smoke another rock, your a waste of oxigen
Im a box him in and box em, im to toxic for your rosters
my toxins never stop,turn apostles to fostles before you even have a drop
you on the mic is an impossible obstical
and you wantin to fight will end your ass in the hospital
or burried in the tropicals, with no evidence to call the murder scene logical,
ya pathalogical, spit shit that sucks dick, and you aint diabolical yous the total
opposit,a retard jus walkin but hes wonderin for nothin,
mic lodged in his throte, cause another concusion from bashin on his skull
with such a lethal rush that it cuts it clean off,voltures pick your guts
and I seen em eat ya knees off, I fuck you like a bitch on this microphone
please,dog
haha I define you as a retard...
*Beat Switch*
it must be a blessin just to stand up in my presents
I kill you in a second couse you aint gettin the messige
you enterin a battle where ya life is the price kid,
beat you in the face with a razor bladed spiked mace
leavein his ass jacked up in the back room stabed
peete cant rap *What* peete should get caped boy
you can try to rap but your ass cant establish it
take a thinker jack you should watch who ya statics with
take a fuckin breather, sit back and ask ya self,
what the fuckin resion that your rappin ask around
and any cat will tell you your tracks are a disaster ask em,
Ima attack you next time I see you and I dont carry no peice dude
Im not no bitch but id love to fuckin glock you and turn you up missin
an innocent victom of a rap suspicion,needs his ass kicked
kid class dissmissed, i done fucked you up,I dismantle your attack quick
and you aint scarface fag couse most of its plastic,
the choice is life or death bitch just like your tat says
I murder this boy this little fake ass crack head
Im demandin all ya cash better pay up like ya taxs
er Ima lay ya down like Im renivating bathrooms
and show you who the master is and thats to death
you can c
