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Toxic AF Freestyle
- I don't know what the fuck it's gonna take to get your hoes off my nuts
- because it seems to me no matter how many bombardments I cause.
- I respond to every diss, It's just not enough. I guess I'm all out of luck.
- but if y'all don't stop bringing your golf balls and gloves, dolls, and clubs
- to my set, then we're gonna have a problem
- 'cause I'm tossing a hockey puck and coughing up a start I brew up.
- Dissing me is a red flag and I just brought a swastika.
- Responding's just is not enough, I guess but if you're all so tough
- to take me on, then you probably forgot I was the one who made
- Liu Kang and Nutcase, and a couple of other songs you couldn't
- top in a million years. I'm onto ya. It's not because I'm mad.
- It's because I want you to leave me alone. It's so illogical
- that it's like your ass would rather review my articles
- on a barstool while watching the Chronicles of Narnia.
- Antibiotics, my diagnostic of these bars being so solid
- that they went so far over your head, going harder
- than my cock when I max RPM the speedometer and in audi r8
- while I'm mobbing the army of Spartacus.
- I need a coffee cup and some marshmallows and Hydroxycut
- with a couple of other toxic drugs than I can put on my caustic tongue.
- Could scream from the top of longue, fuck Donald Trump, but if I did that
- you guys would just probably call me a ranged fiend. Bartender?!!!
- I should just get rid of all of you ITs with my Tommy Gun
- and I'm not eager to kill you just yet although I have been stocking up.
- All I want to do is chop you up and stop you from your constant running
- in the hallways looking for an exit although there's probably none.
- Some people might even say I'm the embodiment of Eric Cartman's son.
- I can do whatever the fuck I want, and you ain't gonna stop me
- after I start bombarding your cartilage with this cartridge of snarky remarks
- Best get to praying to your guardian angel, Veronica. Call me up.
- I'm sorry that I'm not responding to a single one of your texts, Carly but
- I thought I told you I was just tryna do some dumb shit like get high as fuck.
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