What's with all this sad sh*t?
All i see is a bunch of pus*y's who can't spit, who just bit*h,
can't get rich, end up a hooker face down, dead in a ditch,
I ain't no racist, I have no hatred, its blantant, and to state this, it takes the p*as, but I hate it, shave your head! You got pubes on your head, man days bad, its not a haircut, its a fu*king Brillo pad!
Need p's live on the streets trying to sell green, to feed peeps, have you even smoked weed, bonged or touched any drug? Cause you haven't you just a little mug, satating s#it that ain't true, I could spit till im blue, an tell you why I hate puss#s like you, but naa, ain't worth my time, pick up your Crayola and learn to rhyme.
BI#CH

This website is fucking shit! Its bleeped out half my fucking rap! What a load of shit! It sounds like a fucking retarded cammels asshole wrote it!! Bleep sake!!

Listen up listen up,
You sit there 'n' spit shit,
your breath stinks like you've been sucking your daddy's dick,
You all talk like your bad 'n' your mad,
But your so shit at spitting its actually quite sad,

some kid said he smokes weed,
Find yourself a dealer your smoking Crayola the colour green,
Heared some Arrow think he got an ak47, but don't be brastic, he's dilusional its just plastic, go live in America you fucking spastic,

They call me sea sick Steve cause you can't spit like me,
I bleeped your mumma last night cause she's actually kinda reem,
Your daddy gave you a sircumstision when you turned 16, so you couldn't watch your nan in the shower and try to cream,

Anyhow now its time for me to go, say hi to your mum, i guess she's still a dirty ho', who's asshole has a goat-tee.