This is a keystyle...we know teyre weak...lol and were intruding Granola Rotola...enjoy
listen up ho's im bustin a slow flow, runnin from the popo,
in my gogo boots they wont grow roots like a bad cortet of flutes.
Like Isaac Newton takes pride in proven that lies are new then
taken and chewin the jew and choosin for a brusin.
Its 9:11 so all clocks, call cops, till there's tall tops, runnin over mall cops
like kevin james, playin 11 games, till seven blames eight nine ten
i go to church till i hate my sin, i work the fin like mermaid and her scales on her chin
i grab jesica alba till milk squirts from her silk shirts, till her jiggly jongs
get over worked like wigglin thongs and sibbling's songs burn an arson, save me
from the redbox late fee, askin for the mcdonald cashier to rape me, as we tape thee
hands and feet to the table, they got plans to meet,
like a fable, cain and abel, cant put a label on these stains on the table
but my brain aint able to handle this incoherant fable. ssssttttoooopid
My rhymes are dope and true take the rope to you like Columbus sailin the ocean blue in 1492
................SUCK ON IT JEW
Smiley faces, slimey traces, of grimey races, I'm am racist,
As i cram traces, of cocaine into propain tanks, as your,
slow brain thinks, of a new punchline, fitting in mics,
I have lesbian secretaries, fitting in dykes, into daily routines,
Matlock, from television, made me sue teens, now tell me,
Took a crippled to the rodeo, squeaky wheels, run over my feet,
giving me blood leaky heels, drinking blood, thats a freaky meals,
Now thank God this is a keystyle, not a freestyle, I'm a free child,
My knee caps, spit three raps, until my voice is forcin,
hate messages, saying its a woman's choice for abortion,
settle down, until metals found, in the back and spine,
I'll attack your spine, take your lunch while I'm packin mine,
Everyday I spit at least 48 bars
And then leave your freestyle skile with "to sword away" scars
Wearin a shirt that say tapout, take my knife and carve ya back out,
Enlarge the back route then charge ya dads house as they frarm the blackout
Singin sticks and stones may brake your bones,
I shape the coals to take you whole and shape your skull
Nick wants to put this on facebook as I rip off your face, look!
Laughin as I take hooks to your great "hooks" with fake crooks,
I was born awake, alive in a cell where I was forced to wait,
He said evil rhymes in medival times so ignore the mace,
SANTA"S GOT A GREAT BIG DICK it makes me sick
Too many young girls but no place to fit,
Sittin watchin me in horror like "2 girls, 1 cup"
Tryin to take mine like 2 squirrels one nut,
PLayin pool with the two worlds but one stuck
Killin Columbus stealin his compass reached the New World with dumb luck