up up and awayA Poem by Hunter Zabbai
gimme this sixteen i'll be one lean obscene fightin machine
i'm white but i bite with a sting, you trifling, so why try anything? you ain't frightening, youre not even thunder or lightening i'm hurricane katrina and youre fema, running a feva you going about as hard as justin beiber i ain't from cleavland but i'll give you a fat steamer spin off, spit raw, gotta sick jaw to turn words on yall all day no delay with the verbal ak coz when im off the scene you're m***********s are just dying for me like you withdrawing from a benzodiazapine in the benz with a gat that's clean, spittin raps that obscene can't get on the tv dont need to sell no cds i rape for the game f**k the money fortune and fame getting dames? already got a bag of dimes to my name aint that a shame, i'm just doing this for the love of it or for the f**k of it, or how many f***s i just dont give how awesome it is when i spit at the lips and ripping your ribs with the verses that i give dispersin the knowledge and the wit quick gotta keep it legit never gonna back down or quit
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Added on November 13, 2011 Last Updated on November 13, 2011 Author
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