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Bomber without a face
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Created on 5-28-08
I'm a bomber without a face,
Don't cut me open I'm filled with mase,
flying bullets are a waste,
I'm invincible,
I can vanish without a trace,
Come back 5 minutes later
And smear my dog's shit in your face.
.
My brain sergeant said I'm physic
my Mom said I'm psycho that's when I was like yo,
I think I should rap cause I'm not the type to put up with anyone's crap,
I'll twist their heads off till they snaps,
beat their ass till every bone in their back cracks
like cracker jacks made in to popcorn,
jimmy did crack corn well his little brother watched porn and beat his meat
What did you think those stains were on his sheets?
good thing Dr. Dre makes good beats,
well the rest of you all sit in your seats and write song's about
rims, money and bitches,
it seems all rap battles are about who's the richest,
well, with this pocket knife I came to see who twitches,
fuck all this talk about who snitches,
Cause it all comes down to you all being some dirty bitches.
.
I'm a bomber without a face,
Don't cut me open I'm filled with mase,
flying bullets are a waste,
I'm invincible,
I can vanish without a trace,
Come back 5 minutes later
and smear my dog's shit in your face.
.
I was told by my mother I was a disgrace
Which would land me to be a human waste
that's why I like doing shit to piss people off
it gets me off to blast them off their rockers
cause I hate old people that sport dockers
And keep Petroleum Jelly in their lockers.
in case of energy and they claim I'm the worst MC
for their kids to hear their just mad cause I'm here
and I say everything people fear to hear in music
But as long as it's called talent I might as well use it.
.
I'm a bomber without a face,
Don't cut me open I'm filled with mase,
flying bullets are a waste,
I'm invincible,
I can vanish without a trace,
Come back 5 minutes later
And smear my dog's shit in your face.
.
here I poured you a drink
pissed in it hoping it'd help you think
a little faster, your ugly so you don't have
to worry about getting plastered,
last week I ran into a female pastor
And I asked her if she mastered the word of God?
She smacked me and told me I was kinda odd for asking
but I was only masking what I was doing wrong
walked into a shoe store and asked them where they kept
there thongs and that's how I came across the way to end
This song.
Please Login to post comments| On May 29th 2008 smile4evr Said : | |
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thats really good! nice job! |
