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DM ~ Begger man, poor man,
weak ass bitch!
got declined a couple times,
now bitch boy turned into a snitch...
shoddy lookin’ body, this tranny thinks he shot me!
Diamonds never shatter baby, thts why they call me miss Swarovski!!
broke, backhoe ain't got no money for this honey!!!
now his tryn’a make a comeback
to catch a dollar bill, like mr Cosby...
Never try to cross me ❌
I’ll run ur ass in circles ⭕️
Like a game of noughts and crosses...
I've shown ya who the boss is?
you failed so many times...
you put the ‘L’ into LOSSES...
I tried to let him go,
but his beggin it real’ bad!!
i just keep on winnin’ rounds...
he just keeps on gettin’ mad!!!
in the uk, we’d be callin’ him a slag!
coz every day his back doors are gettin’ booted in...fuckin’ his internal organs up real bad~
Legs broke n’ boundy coz’ his sex life’s got no boundaries...
rap free takin’ it in turns to fuck him good,
Coz’ his desperate ass has got it coming badly!!!
He Keeps on chattin’ in the battles
and rapping’ in the chats...
“how's your kiddies rhyma?”
still, lickin’ ass pathetic twat!
‘Rat, a, that, tatt’
DM caves his head in with a bat...
wipe that smirk off his tranny face,
treat him like a ‘puddy kat’!!
He thinks his dressed to kill...but I just killed him in his dress 👗
the boys barred in from the gym
coz he can't even, bench-press a fuckin’ pair of breasts!!!
Failed to impress!!
must be born from incest,
murdered, slaughtered, butchered
Me ~ Yeahs I got declined, multiplied by a zero and I couldn't divide, but Mono Lisa was looking at me in the eye and I figured hey I'll paint dark minds into concrobines with my love as the tool using my foolish head mine, shits explosive I know you relate, like alamba cousins who's uncle's both raped, draped in a tranny blackness my skin dyed is one more step to public suicide, I've got demons inside but I heal em, send em to heaven and genuinely feel em, stories say I'm a rat that escaped the bloodlines but hugs fine, these women that aren't mine as long as they don't mind my outburst of language impossible to refine, I stored weed and made moonshine, more gritty deeds and I could have lost my behind alongside that truck that took out my spleen, power of love from one took out a whole team, yeah there's no I in team but there's a me like in meet that I could rap about besides life in the street/rat Aladin, I could smoke you out without even rapping, just talking on the mic like Muso Mode Mulan taking out REDCOAT DRAGONS, just a schizy, if you're winning than that's just poobear, tryna steal honey from a hive that I already robbed in, son, Christ, if you were that nice you wouldn't have to insult everything I am on the mic and could just take it like a holy field in stead your biting tys, I thought I told you I'm also done with lies so if you could, tell these Seltik sport heads something they don't realize
- Genre
- Screamo Rap