- Joined
- Sep 6, 2008
- Sythe Gold
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- 151
Hey yo. im the rapping fool,
you can't mess with me or get in a duel,
Im gonna go crazy on you,
you might as well flee foo.
im a straight up balla, on the courts,
go left then right, spin slam jam 'cause i'm not short,
you see me at the club,
definatly not at a pub,
I'm taking my low rider out for a spin,
then I might have some gin,
I see the losers at Mic-eee-dees ordering a quater pounder and cheese,
No wonder america is so fat jeez,
I head back home to my G,
he said he wanted to roll with me,
i turn back said no,
and i think i hate you joe...
I would like collective critisism and yes i know it is not very good.


