this is a song im workin on,these are all real facts i display in the rhyme, i just wanted to drop what i got so far to see what people think of it........
Ima turn out ya lights, and tell your ass good riddens/
you shouldnt have fucked wit a big dog when you's just a lil kitten/
so come here pussycat i got somethin for those lips/
but it aint no meow mix, its a muthafuckin dick/
SYKE, i aint a fag but i bet ya wishin that i was/
so you could cling on my nuts like a bitch thats in love/
i shoulda swole both your eyes shut so you'd have a matchin pair/
and why'd you stick your thumb in my eye boy, was you too scared to scrap fair?/
thats aright though, i still gave your ass a whoopen/
now answer me this, "CAN YOU SMELLELELELEL" what Shane is cookin?/
probably not though cause i done bloodied up ya nose/
got blood all over your face and all over my clothes/
you musta thought the blows was done cause you started to stand up/
thats when i sent yo ass back down wit a vicious head butt/
but ya know what?/
the fun really came right after you went to sleep/
when i walked up and pressed ya face up against my buttcheek/
i busted somethin foul and you never even knew/
just like when i busted a nut on ya towel, bandana, and even ya pillow too/
you got treated like a bitch, you're lucky i aint gay/
cause you'd have gotten tossed up and beat down every muthafuckin day/
but i bet you'd like that wouldnt ya, you fuckin fruit salad flamer/
if your mom woulda drowned you in the tub after birth i wouldnt blame her/
nobody wants to be responsible for a loser ass son/
a fake faggot papa murphy pizza makin muthafuckin bum/
and thats real shit homo, thats what i spit in this rhyme/
and i dont see you no mo', but i hope we cross paths again at least one time/
it'll be just like the old days, me tellin you what to do/
you'll still be a scared intimidated bitch and i'll be drunk as fuck and actin a fool/
even your own sister said i fucked you up more than that car full of guys that jumped you/
all your lies i despize so my infared beam between ya eyes is what it'll come to/
stoner the loner has no friends so who will you run to?/
and even if you did those punks would get punked too/
if i ever catch you with my name up in ya mouth, i swear i will hunt you/
so you betta take some self defense classes and practice some kung fu/
and even that wont hold me back so you betta pack you a gun too
........any feedback is appreciated
Ima turn out ya lights, and tell your ass good riddens/
you shouldnt have fucked wit a big dog when you's just a lil kitten/
so come here pussycat i got somethin for those lips/
but it aint no meow mix, its a muthafuckin dick/
SYKE, i aint a fag but i bet ya wishin that i was/
so you could cling on my nuts like a bitch thats in love/
i shoulda swole both your eyes shut so you'd have a matchin pair/
and why'd you stick your thumb in my eye boy, was you too scared to scrap fair?/
thats aright though, i still gave your ass a whoopen/
now answer me this, "CAN YOU SMELLELELELEL" what Shane is cookin?/
probably not though cause i done bloodied up ya nose/
got blood all over your face and all over my clothes/
you musta thought the blows was done cause you started to stand up/
thats when i sent yo ass back down wit a vicious head butt/
but ya know what?/
the fun really came right after you went to sleep/
when i walked up and pressed ya face up against my buttcheek/
i busted somethin foul and you never even knew/
just like when i busted a nut on ya towel, bandana, and even ya pillow too/
you got treated like a bitch, you're lucky i aint gay/
cause you'd have gotten tossed up and beat down every muthafuckin day/
but i bet you'd like that wouldnt ya, you fuckin fruit salad flamer/
if your mom woulda drowned you in the tub after birth i wouldnt blame her/
nobody wants to be responsible for a loser ass son/
a fake faggot papa murphy pizza makin muthafuckin bum/
and thats real shit homo, thats what i spit in this rhyme/
and i dont see you no mo', but i hope we cross paths again at least one time/
it'll be just like the old days, me tellin you what to do/
you'll still be a scared intimidated bitch and i'll be drunk as fuck and actin a fool/
even your own sister said i fucked you up more than that car full of guys that jumped you/
all your lies i despize so my infared beam between ya eyes is what it'll come to/
stoner the loner has no friends so who will you run to?/
and even if you did those punks would get punked too/
if i ever catch you with my name up in ya mouth, i swear i will hunt you/
so you betta take some self defense classes and practice some kung fu/
and even that wont hold me back so you betta pack you a gun too
........any feedback is appreciated
