Bwoop, bwoop
Bew, whew
Berr, Berr.
Stop!
This is the cops
What your driving
Turns out to be hot
Are you sweating there?
Boy, it's god damn winter
You seem to be guilty
Of something, but what?
Are your hairs on stand?
Or are you just*a regular sinner?
Filthy and foul living life half cut
Living life at the borders of bland
You should be afraid
As you should have ran
Just like the rest
What's up Xness you're messing
With the best the trend setter of
The muthafukkin thread and so
Who are you to take the mans
Ride as*I came in black and blue
Packing the golden badge
And the standard issued heat
Catching whack acting thugs and
So who knew that one way or another
That that them bitches couldn't
Duck me. It's more like they
Wanted to suck me out and dry
Rapping with a dick in their mouth
Acting like they're top shit tough
And straight hard but acting
Like they're straight dumb
Bottom of the barrel scum
Nothing but carpet crumbs
In this one man Christmas carol
Acappella rap thinking you can
Just come running and gunning
Like you've gone slums, but son
You're already done when I'm cumming
So step on my lawn and prepare
For a verbal war on wits and
Words turned cold based on
Mountains and stone I'll turn
Your bones into dust because
You made such a fuss taking
Santa's sleigh, I'll lay you out
So you best be afraid now, rat
Saint Nick will be wanting his
Shit back.
Last edited by T0ribush; Dec 18, 2013 at 06:57 AM.