F*** IT!!
• Written by Anonymous
Look at me
look at you,
you're a fag
I gotta crew
do you even think things through
You well when i'm done with you.
all i think about is how this shit well get sold
when i'm selling it for a pot of all that gold
it doesn't matter if you're young or if you're old
as long as you get the message i'm trying to send to you folks
If you don't let me try to make it clearer
Before i take your momma out to dinner
Everything you said you practiced in your mirror
You heard me and you were scared to get nearer
But i guess i wont lay you out
in front of everyone that doubts
me and the way i spout
it just comes out
I wish i could stop but i don't know how
so please help me it feels like 8 mile now
So please tell me what i got to do
to make you stand up an spit a few
so i can turn all your words around
and make you look like a clown in front of the entire crowd
everyone well start screamin out loud
you well stop floatin on your pink cloud
everyone well see your not well endowed
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