No names (like Black Debbie) I'm happy with my laid back bitternessPlottin' plans in the chair in my room that's a shitty messR-R-Raplife? Shit man, can't you see that I'm livin' it?With a daily dose of fame claimin' on the internetStep in the circle, dusting off the ash of disciplesI've gathered for years of always bringin' maths to the cipherAnd all disses will backfire'Cause beef with me should be treated like Hwa battling Gaia And be remembered as either another smoldering fuzzor fucking clash of the titans!(So keep placing your excuses in an paranthesis)And don't dare do nothing till pigs fly and hell overfreezesNo addresses set, put up for you to take it or leave itHate it or feel it, fuck it! I treat you like weed kidI leave it to Dusty!And as long as you end every post with a peaZzEI ain't reading your text to post a comment for shiieso holla!
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rysning, tack, nån annan gång ska ja läsa din text o klia dig på ryggen ocksådusty my point exactly!hedde tackpluffeliplask tack, för båda inläggen, tror ja. och va ja vet så e "till hell overfreezes" ett engelskt uttryck i stil med "när d snöar i helvetet" eller hur man nu säger på svenska