Wednesday, March 7, 2007

Slim..pickens! (a thank you very a much)

I said a hip hop a hippin' and a hoppin' and a down start boppin' to the beat! Masta junkies in da house! Masta junkies in the house so put your hands in the air and wave em like you just don't care that's right fool don't be tripping 'bout my old school I'm getting the crowd goin' getting the juices flowing 'cause it's time to end this shit I haven't heard a rhyme that's worth a dime from your mouth cause Masta only saw some spit Slim Tricky's back in town Slim Tricky's back in town everyone knows he is a clown yo where's the circus at don't lie to the kids just becuase you're a fat twat with a funny hat that smells like a rat that just shat cause i'm not here to chit chat i'll take out my bat and wack it on your head splat! cause i'm a fucking hellcat the fury and you're not all that you're a hall mat to be stepped on flat splattely-splat splat haha! you're not ready for combat you're a punk a fucking brat so please just get out of here scram run beat it...stat! you're fat and boring like Hitchcock - "gooood evening" NO! good bye nice try get out of here before you die you look like a pig and smell like a pig sty I'll strangle you like in Frenzy with my neck tie (haha I already know your reply) what's that little Tricky hmm your throats dry? you look a little pale are you gonna cry? want your mama and dance the polka? the rumba? BANZAI!

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