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im hard, my penis is large
sprintin' around, yellin' provacatives out loud
So I guess you could say I'm runnin' my mouth
changin' lanes, seein' poop stains in your face, during your brain fart, cause you're **** for brains
ya'll stay the same, but I'll take a switch-blade, six stakes, erase all your pics on Myspace, cause you can't save face
tell me how crazy that makes me
get off my thrown now, I must not know what I'm talkin' bout, you ain't anywhere near it
You can say Bloody Marry 3 times and I'll fuckin' show up in your mirror, that makes a new theory
Damn, rappers nowadays are all a bunch of ferries, sprinklin' there pixie dust all over the game, it's scary, no one can save it
tryin' to become a favorite, just to say that they made it
the balls in my court now, so I'm gonna' go ahead and play it, better make way
get the giddy up and goin in your hitch, bitch
man if I had money I'd **** on the 100's, so I can say I'm filthy rich, stiffin up my upper lip
you're about as soft as my dick, you *pussy*
I'll *snatch* your goofy husband, roofie him up and, stuff him in a bag and dump him, in the middle of the ocean, no one will make an attempt to find him
I'm successfully, successfull, the only you succeeded at was tryin so
I'm about to spit my mouthful, you swallow your mouthful
my words are dreadfull, rip Waynes dreads out and Mac(make) a nest for
the real rappers, the real Emsees, no money stackers, I'm not your average rapper
I can fill a cavity faster, that it takes a Denstist to master
Hell, the only way I can reach Heaven is if I raise Hell
I'm fly and up, but, I'll smile when I slap you, cause I'm slap happy slut, give it up
Movin' up, I'm to hard to be in a confused situation, even though I'm cock up
And I don't cut the chase, I rip the card, mainly cause I'm card sharp
MC at heart, chasin' ya down in the mist at dark, you're just food to start
And to even think to say this is my last straw, that's like talkin' to coke addict
Creepin' through your addic, shootin' automatic, let the cat outta' the bag and
Bullets will start flyin' fast and , candle lit, to melt ass and
I'll end this with a crucifix, two dynamite sticks, blow the other contenders out of the water, so they call it quits
I added on to the song I added the other night
http://www.myfunkvolume.com/contest.php
To the first beat