Album: other songs

Freestyle

You can stop it if ill stop you i can, here comes Jess the garbage man. ooo ahhh i playd ya on your face and then ill place ya inside of my cell room and we could fuck you in the ass with a broom and a baseball bat. Swing for the riches swing for the hi ho hi lo bitches. Cut my toe nail left in stitches, we bleed we used to call pants britches. ha yea oh no, jess yo yo mr homo. alright lets settle down its time for class a mr. rogers brown o yeaaa suckas gather up its about time you busted a nut. bout time you let go, bout time you found out retarted people are slow. but theyre smarter inside cuz they can hide their true feelings, true ceilings im jumpin of of u can u feel my card hand dealing. im dealin lucky numbers, and if your the next one you might stumble down a flight of stairs but i dont care. there aint no help for you their aint no repair you might end up like u bleed u aint movin Christopher Reeves o no o no. yo im still me, im still the same, im still the same i ever been, im still the better best best thats there ever been, and then i piss down my throat, i tried to row a boat, i tried to see Ryan G float, but he just cant he took off his pants he put bugs and ants right up his ass. oh creepin around he was in a dream