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Please, can you say something about Richard that’s not played
Cause you haven’t been original since you were Idol dot A
Kid’s unbearibly wack! My aerial assault’s got him goin’ feral
He’s having a scrape with death…
mine’s with the bottom of the barrell
Leave him fuckin’ gasping, barbwire noose hung under fat trees
And you’ll choke worse than I did against Oneduh last week
If you ask me, he’ll do what? He’s ass, trash, the dude sucks
Even Kunta Kenta throught your back slashes were too much
Last week you got STUC until your riders pulled you through
Doorbells ain’t stopped ringing after angels Red the Bull you do
Fuck 16, I should drop ‘33 since’ I put my stamp on ya new style
This pussy cornered the market, like the tampon and douche aisle
When I turn Idol into dust, he’s still bound to get stomped on
Until his dickriders worship the fuckin’ ground that I walk on
Ya mouth hasn’t got the message, you’re style’s mired in flaws,
I’ll send punches and lyrical telegrams… to wire your jaw
I speak it, you’ll quote it, you’re a joke, unbelievably hopeless
Idol fell off like ODB’s teeth…sad cause neither were noticed!
But f’real, sorry about that 3-way, it must’ve been tough to be Z
When you lost by one vote…wait, oh fuck, was that me?!
Kid’s dick’s tiny, his girl ‘big ups’ his sex life, but it’s all talk
Cuz whenever it comes to ‘idol chatter,’ most often its small talk
Last edited by Richard Corey; 03-12-2004 at 05:49 PM.
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