Yoloking, the man with the little dingaling You rap so bad its like a fallback choice cos you couldnt sing. You rap as bad as you can keep a woman happy, your relationships so crappy its time for me to announce me and your girls fling Imagine if you could rap as great as you hype, stop dissapointing the people youre like a internet wife that wont skype, all you do is sit and type, No thought to your rhymes, cant you read the hate see the signs, Nobody wants to read your fecies, not even any other species, you annoy us more than a dog gets annoyed by fleas, So please, please oh please, Stop writing down all ya crap, save some trees. I still love you a little though mate, peace
Fact your saying everyone I rapped against I lost your just saying that cause you think I'm cocky when you know in reality I had the most well put together rhymes in this thread and you know it cause I'm certainly better then you beow
Beow u can talk for urself but ur not speaking the fact u better stop this **** b4 i get ur skull cracked u might act like u can rap 50 words a second but all u got is a fast clicking mouse as a weapon theres no need to listen to ur gibberish its worse than a scrap from a pile of rubbish ya everlasting trash life will continously flow even ur family, ur momma was a small titted hoe ur not a guy nor a women, u jus got a ***** and a sack hitting the stacks always on crack beow you need stay away from that smack!!
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I gotta numbness for you now I gotta dumbthis down por vous how I gotta run this on you like sentences Open the doors walk through preventatives Future out there in here the present is Flows follow me home cause I know the write roots I dip into the dirt pull out the lutes Fiddle with my faddle piddle on her paddle a dibble a dabble my fife in ya wife spiller spray make her dance and maker pray I be back in a day open her mind to my kinks she works links down by the Dock looking for my lox fishing for ass with her hand out singin, " oh me so horny I lev you long time." Have fun don't speed lay off the weed
Damn .. Last addict standing.. Demanding ... Upstanding? Crash land ing? Ing direct to your home credit to them for stealing your own
pieces to my nieces bless yous to my nephews word to my bros clothes to them hoes rudders to the udders and may they all be dutch ️