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Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #1,582
Peak in subgenre #898
Author
iLL Humor
Rights
iLL Humor
Uploaded
July 15, 2003
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MP3 1.2 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
Nothing but you hear some of the lines they're personal's just too let you know
Lyrics
Loc first off you couldn’t go big even if you was Roseanne’s belly, Only time you'll ever explode is when you’ll be thinkin of your Dad's load really, Last time you seen ya penis was prolly at your birth, Now I'mma pull you down hitting the dirt, Erase your life off of this earth, As you undeniably ugly, truly wack, only time you make tracks is when you running with ya feet flat, But ya pic really brings out how ya truly fat, How you gonna be ready for combat, Carrying weight with your lard ass, I could take a suction pump and make soap with that, So won't worry about what to drop next time when you shower, You a fag with online relations that don’t even last an hour, Only time your hard is when you masturbate to Jenna Jamison and dream about her on ya genitals, Your sexy fantasy prolly involves a fat ugly bitch with a 12 inch tentacle, (that’s sick), I'd bet your first kiss was online bitch, You a pathetic stammerin fukk, Knowledge aint even done sized you up, But he did slice you up and make you drink piss from a cup sickly damn, And now no way you can't eat ya way outta this Jam, But you way lame as I quote " You kissed Kim on your song ya wrote now aint that a joke ",
Haha...nigga you ain't got a fat chance
Loc your on stop no wait your on pause...Cause your appalled by my lyric's that got you mauled, When yo fat ass gonna be put into a medical emergency yo ass don’t need an ambulance you need to rent a fukkin U-Haul, Cause yo ass couldn't fit you'd need to be carried away inside of a airplane or a blimp, Cause I know for a fact your over a billion times the size of a lil shrimp, Talkin sayin I got wack lyric's analyze yours and don't just take a little glimpse, As ya lines flimsy, and your fat ass is just more to push over, Best hope for some good luck so get a rabbit's foot and a four leaf clover, Though it won't help cause your already in danger, Your life line's run up cause your bar's are stuck like yo fat ass between a door and so ya mom had to call the police, firemen, and forest rangers, you couldn’t be the toughest if you even had all the hardest net gangsters, Though you the type of dummy askin if Cyber sex is safe, Yo fat ass more than a couple thousand short of a smart alec but are a total basket case, With yo fat ass in the way ya rhymes are out of space,
Making things right, right now...
Only time you think about making something sick is when your on the john taking a big shit, I'm phenomenal, dropping flow's like row's and row's of dominoes', I'm astronomical, funny like newspaper weekday morning comic's yo, sick like stapling your ball's secured to a turntable set, spinning so much making you go nuts dickhead, I slice necks with sling blades which is worse than Vinnie Vegas when he got fukked in Pulp Fiction, cause I could force you to digest poisonous led by putting Shotgun rounds into your system, so let me bestow my wisdom, before I present on your forehead and back head led chrism, so now your a brain dead whore with a memory that’s short not sure, with the body missing a head that was found washed up on shore,
Fukk giving you your light
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