It's April 28, 2024, 05:43:54 PM
how can u even be real when ur down wit ruthless/ imma beat you an leave u toothless/ an decide to quit gracefully/ sought of like how a nerd gives into a bully/ i hope your ready for death/ cuz u goin die just like macbeth/ but not choppin ur head off jus a slug in your chest/ r tha rumors true about you an that mouse called micky/ how u left him wit a hicky an suck his dicky/ ur encounter wit a pimp/ an how his ho's even made u strip/
Fuck this lil gay bitch Timothy, u a fag, and u gets no sympathy/ back-the-fuck-up-offa-me, unless u-wanna-see how-sick-i-could-be/ my lyrics attack like a swarm of killa bees, they can take any form(forum)/ my keystlyes hit hard but can be heard, like a quite lyrical storm/ ur only access to the outside world is ur computer, so ur gay ass be using white boy remarks like "SUPER!"/---lol u bin lock down there now for so long, if u step out it would be like "back to the future"/---lol so maybe u can call me ya lyrical savior, but shit i rip u fa free, 6 feet beneath me i deliver thee/ now truly u been spiritually lifted, fuckin' with TimeLock the lyrically gifted/ doing time in hell worst that a life sentence or death row/ nigga thats what u get for bring weak shit to the pros/