I got a story
Royce RannardSit down kids, time to tell a mother fuckin story yo!! Just run with it... Yo, listen up dog, I got a story/ it's raining and pouring, my whole life is like mourning, bust out the tissues and sleeves, we got some issues to breathe, I got fire inside like an insider wouldn't believe, I got so much stress on my chest, Pamela's breasts deflated at best, this tongue of mine is like my bullet proof vest, fucking cobras, I'm a God damn taipan, in desert sand, I strike once, 200 men then sent to be damned, I might taken SHIT once, but that's in remand, so, wickedly dangerous, ima just rap that high in demand, im so fuckin high when I stand, you better look towards the heavens and call for god, better pray you planned to plan a better plan, steppin in quicksand, play with Joker, and I'll damn you to damnation, no hesitation, don't give a fuck if your great uncle is satan, for me, there's no savin, I'm a fuckin spit ball away from a name change to shayton, You faggots wanted a battle, and now I've waged war, took out the iron throne, and sent to Jon snow to the store, I say some sick slick shit when I'm bored, I never had a mother, fed myself by cutting open her own udder, shit, my spit makes dyke feminists stutter, you can either be a man and stand, and for the clan, you dont want me as an enemy dog, I make a far better friend, between my paper and pen, and this rhythm in hand, I make women wither whether in winter, a winner and sinner whether they comin to dinner, slip this in your liquor, and be out in a minute, this is a Bill cosby get together, bring your whole fam, your gran'll get so many kicks, they'll nickname this shit, and the style i spit, and call it Jackie chan, half the crews these days sound like a fuckin scam, like dirty Dutch mob, dudes have got no teeth, and don't sound like men, you pussys better scam when that bin tin lid slam, I been a tid bit cold like ti-bet, my souls so cold I'd be willing to bet, it's cryogenically frozen, just waiting to be awoken, cut the beat off i don't care, I'll do the whole thing in spoken, im smokin, you stokin, the fire, you hopin I can't float an then i retire, pathological liar, just pack me a bong, and pass me along a lighter, 4 cones, two beers later, im even higher, than Dr dre album where every song is like fire, ever feel you spit is so real? you touch the bitch and she'd piss and squel? well that's my deal, they say braggin is bad, but baggin has to be had, how else you gonna relax n listen to tracks, and know that it's bad?? if you think I suck, grab a mic grip it so tight, aim for my heart, and squeeze the trigger tight, only the jokes on you, I dont have a heart to begin with dude, traded it for a meth pipe, I'm in for an immense spike, coz it came with the best ice, Joker, know the name feel the flame, the word means pain, I'll eat the flesh off your bones, I'm clinically insane, drink blood like the khan, you drink cum like a dame, sink mud when i run, you stink like the flesh in ya brain, I own this fuckin game, I just pieced up and snatched the chain, I'm gollum to this bitch, I got 7 golden rings!!!
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hella yea man we are dawg.
Fuck yeah dawg. You and me gotta collaborate again real soon bro.
yo dawg this shit ia sickwicked!!!
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