Is you really bout it tho?
I belong on battles hoe
Baboons comin back for more, babblin bout babylon
Prodigous propogator of-
All these magnus accolades
Since agatha is hasslin
My bumblebee, don't fuck with me, I'll fuckin knee your flabby face
The fat of face ejaculate'll
Saturate like plants that ate, everything but gas of grapes
The steward stuart little with the
Genius, my meaning is the greediest
I'll cheat on venus bitch
If I'm a mile o' so farther,
Broke barter probably
What keeps the world in sync
Come and fucking twirl with me, we'll see who worth the blur of seas
Since the blue, fading like a sad rainbow
With the past J Lo, ill pass on potato ass
I dip tea in a bitch weave
With the wind whisperin,
A whistle will whip the shit that witches win through dick deeds
Wizard of the O Z,
So slow how I seep hope,
Sweet leaf of sleep old
As hoes in homes of clean Rome
Cosmic presence
Era of the autocrat has dawned
Baron on the autobahn
The ottomans opt for strong
Oughta not have gone for him
Ad hominem with a
Despotic obstinance
You can't attack the office bitch
Like who set the apple up
Its probably apt you pack your stuff
Man has fuckin had enough, of livin with the hassle drug
Step back your love before the fuckin pack'll snap on lon
Din with the saddle touch, horses know your paltry grudge