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Tonight You Go Down Rotten Rodney

You don't see what I see.

You don't feel what I feel.

The truth is quite evident,

It's not concealed. The

Burdens you have are

Not light. Your own battles

You're trying to fight. You

Will be brutalized until you

Won't make a sound all

Because you refused to

Leave town and you continue

To clown around. On your

Menu, there is a three course

Meal, first of lies, of profane

Speech then you getting beat

Into a shameful defeat all

Because you refused to

Answer the call. Tonight

You'll go down for the ultimate

Fall. Like" Humpty Dumpty

Sat on the wall, Humpty

Dumpty had a great fall

All the king's horses and

All the king's men couldn't

Put Humpty back together

Again. It will be Rotten Rodney

Stood on the block,Rotten

Rodney ran his mouth

Nonstop, Rotten Rodney

Saw a gun cocked, and

Then his jaws locked,

But it was too late to stop,

Rotten Rodney got thrown

In a luxury car headed

To South BR, with mouth

Taped and arms roped

Together. The change

In weather begins:

It goes to raining cats

And dogs from sprinkling.

They throw you out

Of the car in a secluded

Area and start beating

You like a thug beats

Pussy until you scream

Louder than a multi-

Orgasmic ho and twitch

Around on the natures

Moist muddy floor, and you

Beg for them not the beat

You no more unlike the ho.

Rotten Rodney rolls down,

A steep hill as boulders,

Bang his head and he's,

Literally dead. The gang

Of about ten dudes don't

Feel that it is enough

Bruises or blues for the

Wannabe OG so they

Begin taking turns

Stomping him, blowing

The scent of pine on

His wounds, pouring

Liquor on him, pissing,

And pooing on him.

Firing a gun near his

Legs so a series of

Bullets ring through

So he won't be able

To move and groove

Back in the duffy city

Of BR. They load him

In the trunk of the

Luxury car to dump

Him in a ditch near

Gardere another

Rough part of town

That is how you

Rotten Rodney

Tonight go down.





12-29-10

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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