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Wednesday, 25 February 2009 |
gimme the mic
I'm gonna break it. I'm gonna start a fight.
Blow your house if its not fortified.
I'd KILL to make your mother mortified
I'd just love to skin your hide
Rip it off, toss your meat aside
Have you ever wondered what life be like
With no balls, no tongue, no eyes?
How hard is it then to call me daddy?
I don't give a fuck if you're not a lady.
Spank your ass and call you pretty
Grab your chest and squeeze, pretend they're titties.
But you want a girl to sit on your face
Well too bad. Grab my balls and place 'em
On your nose so you can get a whiff
of what everyone gets that I've been with
It was God that that brought you here
sat you in that chair, plucked your pubic hair
We live our lives til the bomb goes off
What bomb, you say? The one about to go off.
Oh don't do this, please oh please!
Shut up bitch get on your knees!
It's the best blow job you'll ever get
when you burn in hell, you'll be glad we met.
Boom.
This is a verse I wrote to compliment klassicmaster's "Suicide Bomber" beat. Everyone is invited to participate. Download the song here: http://www.sendspace.com/pro/bkll4c
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