the muthafuckin' pussythinks his rapping is tough
but he's just a prison bitch
the daddy's bit of rough
boooom
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Tue 8 Oct 2002, 15:40,
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but he's just a prison bitch
the daddy's bit of rough
boooom
Your rancid maw doth speaketh words,your puny frame can't keep,
Hark, is that thine mother calling,
tis time for your early sleep.
(Hark, is that thine mother calling,
tis time for your early sleep.
bovine I'm so old, even my old is old,
Tue 8 Oct 2002, 15:46,
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i'm a bad muthafuckerwith my dick in yo mumma
well she's such a screamer
but she aint no shaver
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Tue 8 Oct 2002, 15:58,
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well she's such a screamer
but she aint no shaver
Faith sir,those words they did not rhyme,
they little made much sense,
I'm guessing that your use of words,
was meant to take offense.
They glanced of me, these fetid blows,
they didst not mark nor hurt,
You hit me like a wench good sir,
no doubt, you wear a skirt.
(they little made much sense,
I'm guessing that your use of words,
was meant to take offense.
They glanced of me, these fetid blows,
they didst not mark nor hurt,
You hit me like a wench good sir,
no doubt, you wear a skirt.
bovine I'm so old, even my old is old,
Tue 8 Oct 2002, 16:03,
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