you guys know the rules.
you guys know the rules.
uh 0h.
Last edited by $pitacular; July 30th, 2004 at 08:52 PM
Match me, if you show
From the kid’s check in, I see the fear set in….
nuke’s a cul-de-sac rapper, every performance a dead end
he’s best friends…. With my fuckin nut sack
kid's got skills like weapons of mass destruction…. in Iraq
he’ll get pushed back…. n’ that’s the only time I feel him
reminds me of sellin nickel bags… I don’t see what the big deal is
was a bitch, & still is… in relationships, I doubted em
how could he ever keep a girl, even his luck runs out on him…
pouted & whined, while ignorant to the fact he blows
yet I had my dick in his mouth, right under his nose….
Acts Ready to throw… & once he drinks, it’s over
Cuz Nuke’s an ugly drunk… and even more ugly sober
Keeps it covert… on how inviting his ass is
Got Nuke all fired up… n’ just let him burn to ashes
Prepared for crashes… similar to how metal crumples
call the kid ‘seatbelt legs’… you shoulda seen his knees buckle
fuckin punk’ll…. Probably no show cuz he sucks
& I know Nuke’s a snitch… since he’s to stupid to dummy up
Last edited by $pitacular; July 30th, 2004 at 11:37 PM
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