PBK
3D Gay
Three peice page
Need me say?
Semen stains on his keyboard, from jerkin off eboards
I sleepZZZ snore, tryin to read your meaningless peice, bored
Geek- corned, and prolly wrote before your whole cheap score
Keep stormin gordy, beat me till I cant read more
But each thorn to try to stick at me, I'll just eat four
Wont cheat, nor- will I try to keep you from reward
I'll give you all the props you need, defeat this elite born
Street soldier, breaching through the war like a peace corp
And Peanut Butters grip just wont unstick from my dick
I couldnt even get him off me if bread and jelly was piss
He wishes his shit, was somethin more, but it's at its end
His spit is a trend
Quick fixed, he digs eminem
He's a gitty la femme bitch boy who never gives in
I gotta gritty little tick-toy to give him for Christmas
Cuz I will never be afraid of fuckin PBK
I gotta a three speed rake to dig a knee deep grave
They call me, 'He be Dave'
I gotta beat free spray
You need a meat cleaved blade to beef with me these days
Dont need a PVC pipe to make a bomb
I just speak/write
Luftwaffe.com couldnt email me a sneak flight
I mighta joked around
My boats aground, I cant think right
But when it comes to clownin
I just fool around, kick a freesty-le
Im a battle repeat white ungrounder in clean tights
Im bound for skies like a string kite
And up so high I just keep flight
Rewrite, I know your secret weapon's a note pad
I throw jabs without molded flows or a 'vocab'
Dont need a scrapbook to battle foes who just go grab
Some older shit they wrote, and put my name in, its so sad