makina wrote:with glee huh, i bet you had to google to spell it
if you were a fly, you'd land on your own lyrics
why ???, i know i don't have to explain myself homie
your raps are like a sandwich dawg, full of bologne
thanks for noticing my rhymes, my **** rolls clean
one day you'll be in the 'Major League' like Charlie Sheen
you stopped stearin at my nuts and started stearin at my ride
it would help if you put on glasses, stear at it with 'four eyes'
i'm showin so much cash hoes asking for a lap dance
i'm talkin more trash than a trash man with a trash can
catch me at the Playboy Mansion with my homie Batman
your as off as a freethrow when leaving Shaq's hands !!!
right now your weak, prolly hangin out on the porch
MAKINA smoked you already like an empty box of Newports
don't try to get at me dawg cuz i got jokes of all sorts !!!
**** man one word...BOOOOOOO
cuz dat **** sucked di*k like yo crew
o wait my bad u aint good enuff 2 roll wit ne1
so pay attention real close rite now son
2 day in class well b studying tru rappin
well knock yo ass out so u wont no wat happened
hey juss to give u a heads up ride and eyes dont rime
wen u spit u shood b thrown in jail cuz yo shitz a crime
wen i spit i got da tru rappaz slippin into tha sublime
watch yo back cuz next time u hate well pop u wit our nine