Takes four uh ya lines to stack against just my two
Come wit a million punches, some might get through
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Takes four uh ya lines to stack against just my two
Come wit a million punches, some might get through
killin time is all ya got under ya belt/
rhyme fillin ya mind that no 1 truly felt/
A disgrace maybe, but not a felony, just a misdemeanor
I'd have to cut ya fat so I can say "This pussy's leaner"
Known Felon comes meaner than your soft and even girly shit/
heres a tissue merk bitch, its not for ya eyes but ya pearly clit/
At least I ain't gotta edit my shit to get it just right
Even your pussy ass agree I just happen to bust tight
your still loosin even if ya had the mask like Stanly Ipkiss/
mad cuz i just thought of a betta way to make it stick/
I wonder how a felon would handle two hollows from the eagle
Ain't talkin' birds bitch, just run or you'll see just what ain't legal
not a cop but i still got the whole teflon sute/
dont matter anyways we know ya aint gonna shoot/
you are trying to say that ura known felon/ but we know usa white boy wo aint been killin
Nigga im a known felon, imagination of a predicate
So if niggas bus clips at me..............................
........................................I aint gon' let it slip
Wow... you joined RB this December and posts... you already have 644?
Those thats been lookin for kats with no lives, dont have to look no more
weak shit dun cry make u feel sorry,
beat bitch i kno u like a bedtyme story
talkin baotu bedtime stories when you the one gettin read too/ youre so gay even yo mama makes fun of you
your shits fucked, like a SLUt your rhymes are PASSED AROUND
only time your RAPS sound HARD is when they SMASH the GROUND
you rap like a STOMACHE CRAMP cause youre an ULSER
fuck rollin this OVER your FLOW is COLDER than GROVER