[silver]

Originally posted by 02_Si
Hmm, ok, so I see it's like that.
I think you're just mad cause your momma is fat.
What's this rappin' you brining, that makes me attack
I'll pull around and pull a mutha ****ing jack from the back.
You kids just can't hang, with my intellection
you need a role model, to give you direction.
Your minds are so frail, so there's no room for advance.
But you ride the short bus to school, so I'll give you a chance.
So let's start this thing off with a big "**** you"
and if you wanna bring drama, then whatcha gon' do?
I'm like a Super Sayin 3 when I bring up the power
I know you got spy cams when I get in the shower.
Cause you gays want my balls, but I'll give you the cock
I'll bet you eat cock while smokin' on rocks.
You little punkies can't move me, you just cannot budge
but I bet you like singin' while packing your fudge.
So just dip in your finger and give it a taste.
And don't forget to brush with that chocolate tooth paste.
But just one more thing, before you lay down
I might have to beat you if you come back around.
I don't deal with killin' cause I'm the type that be chillin'.
But if you bring that shit talkin' then my caps I be pillin'.

intellection dog where'd you learn to speak
you better start running like you on the tweak
blessed by up high are my lyrical rhymes
a sun of man god can't you hear the chimes
i spray with my words like nos when i'm racin
you spray like a kid with premature ejaculation
can't wait to spit rhymes that are so cliche
can't wait to blow your load in the ass you gay
you may be up one in the lyrical battle
but the war is just starting and i don't saber rattle
i think about now it's time to lauch
my lyrical offensive is about to start
you better take cover and no i won't stutter while i'm dropping these verses absent of curses that put you in herses and drops you in the ground without even a sound from the bombs on your ass while we cover you with grass and break you like glass like the fragile girl you are in your cute little car with a hello kitty star that won't get you far from the hit with my bar to the back of the head you heard what i said this the battle of the bulge and i will divulge that i won't lose this one today oh yeah and did i mention that you were gay
now that my throat is a little dry
i'm up one now son there ain't no tie
i deliver these rhymes to you free with no postage
and if you want some more kid i ain't got no shortage