It's April 19, 2024, 09:11:46 PM
If you call them lines, I must be really ahead of my timeCuz you just brought me back to them nursery rhymesYou can't be serious, you got me laughin' like DeliriousBut your lyrics ain't funny, girlll, they hilariousDon't say shit bout my voice cuz you can't talk honeyHow you say Qutie? And what the fuck is a mummie?Dislike my name? make like Quiet than and disappear discreetlyCuz I'm like a domestic violence law you can't beat meYou want it wit ur boy? You eazy cuz I geezyI'll rip your rhymes like it's overcooked and greasyYour obsession with fiction is goin' to your head It's fictional if u think u gon win, u kenny and that's enuff saidI don't like beef ma so I keep it vegetarianBut I'm tired of playin' wit this pussy like a veterinarianI'm sorry but I'm gon have to break it to you but your shit is crackCuz the only thang that keystyle rhyme of yours is touchin' is ass