Shuck and Jive
I gotta little down when you thought you'd come 'round then popsicle stand goes boom to dust drew my sword but it turned to rust you're always doing motherfucker shit break my balls with stones and sticks don't get me started on your breath teeth gone rotten til you got four left your belly hides your tiny genitalia tried to get it up but it'll fail ya you tried to ruin all that I offered showed up drunk with your hair all coiffeured begone, now, skedaddle, go n' git Ill take yr life but I'm not gonna take yer shit it's stacked up to the ceiling now I'll show you living but I won't show how you're gonna die, you egg sucking shit you're gonna fry, as I see fit boil in hot oil and coated in tar you came this way but you won't go farther this is where it ends, so go ahead and pray anything else? I've nothing left to say
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