THIS IS WHY BUSH IS WHERE HE IS NOW! HE MESSED WITH THE WRONG MAN!!
Ok lets start of the story, shall we?
Emcees fear me, or maybe they revere me
Its unclear to see the reactions of the dreary
I insult my fans just for kicks, intimidate a man with the size my dick
The size is equal to that of the space rocket, like it
My mission is to land on some bitch
And when i land i'll be fast to act
Making her react, with "what the fuck was that?"
Too late, im already gone and by now arrested for
Punching some old lady then calling her a whore
My life is pointless, the things i do have no purpose
I scare nuns in churchs, by running in and shouting "God curse this!"
And whats worse is i freestyle my verses
In super markets, sneaking peaks into purses
It goes a little something like this
I eat your lyrics for breakfast, your reckless
and defenceless, thus senseless, allowing me to destroy your senses
because your rhymes are effectless, your words cant infect us
like i did your audio entrance, with my lyrical inven-tions
And even though i get cheap pentions
I still have time to run butt naked past presidential elections
Bush hates me for my interventions
He sent a letter, so i replied
"Fuck you dude, you stole my ride
Toe'd my truck, outside, of burger king while i was going through my fries
You think thats fine? Its unforgivable!!
Ruin a fat mans dining mission and you'll live to regret your decision
Its that simple."
Im gonna get your dog! your face! your mother and your home baked cakes!
You messed with the wrong dude, FOO!!!!
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