sucki shit pushed in to win puttimg simgs to hot when they are not fuck neal moon indiana jones is every where bunch of dweeby chirping bitch birds you babys who need to be burped baby birds who need mommy to regergitate your breakfast lunch and supper your playing with fire gonna get hurt bunch of app thugs spitting thrash junk we one I win or won some see weeks no need to squeek thats your chicks job after she gobbles da knob cheese lines garbage can stans ooh fuk you u da men with dissolving dicks in your hands what you trying to prove that your all nothing dude popped like a pimple on a horses ass you will always finish last body caster plaster u falling a disaster maybe we catch up after so simple u all finish last make no legit cash wack job fakers fake fuck boys who flaunt big games big names yet no ones heard of you so step away step.aside before we really make you cry make you wanna die tongue tied bitch u should just ride into sky locked into your hell unwell we can all tell I would smash 20 of u in 4 days easy you need cyphers u still in your diapers needing to be burped all I hear is chirp chirp chirp think you need practice bandlab is a fake way to come out why jump on a live feed with me there gs if not you always spit crap thats facts big laughs no attacks bunch of sloppy bitches get them tampons out your ass wrong hole bitch like bob barker says the price is wrong bitch no faking here take u out like terry orielley a tazmanian devil turn down the bass turn down the treble we taking out the rebels the demons of the situtaion cause they faking more time wasted cause they just hating there struggles are real thats why they keep trying to pick on neal whos real you know thats the deal dropping down from a different planet why most hate it cant stand it fuck you do hate do hate do hate what a waste royally surely I know thats your fate your calling still cause u far from balling only balling u do is when u lose u cry or when u buy some eight balls that make u feel tall big tuff guy they acting maybe try hollywood since u think u could thats bitch moves bitch moves fuck u u lose do hates the queens cut neck cut spleens we taking out all you queens we push down heavy weights for a living so no think again cause your not winning u still r spinning sitting shitting them drawers we soar we hardcore squashed to the floor flat take a nap flat take a nap had enough of your yap your flaping gums bums dumb scum crumbs you schrubs clumsy phoneys who still could never go me