Thursday, June 23, 2011

Buy or sell: my rap is good?

Da black knighter/might just pull and all nighter/ cause she mad ripe like a peach i gotta pipe her/browse her like Bowser and like the pied piper/ i lead her to my room. Dick van her/this is no bleeding love like DC snipers/and leona lewis. More like cars and bikers/ cause im revving and hit her like bang she eatin street/change the t to k. Drop r. Now thats discreet/to get this far was hard and not a small feat/ i saw walkin once and got harder than concrete/ shot my game like pistol pete and she wz down instantly/ on my huevos like yoshi. Yo shes really into me/ i crushed the dudes chasing her like 1up/ theyd rup and get smashed in the castle like special cup/but id smash her much harder/needed the whole trojan army to guard her/from the bombarder/i stay smarter/so i coached like a charter/had her ballin like carter/but really im not expressing the view /of her that would be accepted by church goers in pews/so im repenting and restating that i am her boo/ and she gotta fine body and a mind to match to

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