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Before I let loose with this ruthless agression,I'll let you be the second fat wowen hearing my
confession I admit it,i did what i had to do to win,i'm
an athlete,you're a specime of sin with you drinking and smoking
and choking down food I know french dudes who better manners than you so swing batter
batter show me what a fatter rapper can do I beat cancer i can sure as hell crack
you! You lived strong beat cancer.Congratulation!
now i'll drop you *** faster than your own foundation third base with an Olsen twin
That's the sin face it! She's just a little girl
what'd you give her a bracelet? the Whole nation knows you ride too tight
in the crotch you're boring as your tour de France is to
watch So come little Buddy don't look so pissed
With all that blood and attitude you're like a menstrual cyclist
You set record before black men could compete are you kidding me?!
that's like having a pasta contest without Italy
You're an orphan who found his way to fortune and fame
Just think what you could've done if would've you're actually trained
I'm the pinnacle of physical condition while you dip you stick in protistutes
and call foul tippin ARE YOU TRIPPIN?
You'll be nothing but a skeleton messing with the fellow in yellow
who will pedaling like hell up in the peloton It's the botton of ninth againts the texas
in a bathing suit filled more artificial ingredients than a
Baby Ruth It maybe way too soon
but i'm calling my shot and i'm not talking about this italian syringes
you brourght the Sultan of Swat will knock
right outta the park and round the bases to the sound
of uproaring applause while you hang your head in shame and disgrace
because you got lost and forgot what real sportsmanship
was you look tired kid
you got Sheryl crows feet eyes pedal home to France and maybe bring me back
some fries cause if you step to Ruth on the mic
I'll fan you fancy bike and all yerr out!
with three strikes and just one ball