something i put together

[chubzzy]

ok i admit it,

ima little demented,

but my rhymes are sick,

like an insane mans thinkin,

keep on messin,

ill cook ya like bacon,

im the main chef bitch,

get out my kitchen,

like call of duty 4,

i aint got no gliches,

im so sick and tired,

of these lame ass bitches,

forget the damn snitches,

wanna pop off ya, ass will go missin,

neva eva gone quit it,

ill just keep on spittin,

on my shit and i just keep on shittin,

neva eva finished,

you bitches like birds,

you fly like quididge,

bunch of ugly bitches,

ya kno wat ima stop,

before i hurt ya feelins,

i wanna here ya opinions,

so wat that means,

i want you rate it,

if ya dont like it,

then bitch dont botha,

one hit wonda,

like a haymaka,

mutha fucka.

in this rap, im not pointin out anyone.

i feel that everyones rap means something to them,

so dont let others bring you down. because they probally

cant spit.