toosik

The only plan of attack when you see a man with a bat,
is stare at him back and put your hand on your gat,
And now he's crying, trying to run from the lion,
bitch is running so fast you'd swear the ****ers flying.
Im not buying this ****, Im just trying to spit,
A few lines and rhymes for a ****ing minute,
I could be ****ing your bitch , she could be sucking my dick,
That's why Im rushing this ****, like its a Russian roulette.
Cos she's waking outside, with her legs open wide,
for when i finally decide, to put it back inside, her,
And ride her like Im drunk on cider,
And tied her, to the bed like it was minor,
And timed her, on how long it took to find her,
Way out but then she stayed out i can't find her.
And as the day played out i wanna remind her,
That if she did have a baby, then maybe,
She would have a kid that had rabies, but ladies,
don't judge me on what i say,
She'd **** her own dad if she thought she'd get paid,
And he'd probably pay her if he thought he'd get laid.
Then he'd be back for, the crack whore at the back door,
You gotta tap four, times on the trap door,
And then this fat boar, appears with a cracked jaw,
that she got the other day when she was jacked for,
her doe , oh this **** is so cold,
when they made this bitch yo they really broke the mould,
They found the mould maker and drug him out in the cold,
and beat the **** outta him cos he had to be told.
He flopped the show, when he made the mould,
for that crack hoe, but now he knows what blow.
She's got aids, slowly losing all of her braids,
Cos the chemos kicking in like a gone off chicken wing,
she's still selling her ass even through thick and thin,
Bredrin, keep on mixing Jim,
get the new tune, and just mix it in