F With My King
Iight, this is a responce to two other raps. First it was my friend. Then his friend and then me.
Funny how momma and daddy gave you every line you ever spit,
get a real job stop pretending you a real spic,
Wanna F*** with a master you gonna get eliminat-ed.
This nig knows how to throw down
Real Queen ill put you in the ground
think you can spit but your just a clown.
Swear you gonna school 'em
B**c/ you know im gonna rule em.
Show you how to do it right put down your 3 inch
aint got nothin on my knife.
Baby Queen see my name in lights
im tha cold in tha night
F*** with my King and you'll end up on ice ~
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