Y Dont U Go Google Urself Ur Just a Statistic
Here I brought you a few things
I thought they'd come in handy
expectin a present, not quite
no cards or chocolate candy.
I brought you a bottle of listerine
since you doin all that spittin
nothin but toxins comin out
maybe your tongue,
you should have bitten.
Toilet paper to clean up
all that sh** you talkin
watch yourself, don't trip now
better watch where you walkin.
You think cuz I'm a girl,
I'm Incapable of rappin to your standards
but I run the show, like The Simpsons
you just liven with The Flanders.
So remember in these battles
better not discriminate
even though I'm female,
competition I eliminate.
So here I go again
going off so prolific,
think your number one
your just a google statistic.
Copyright © Aunna Jones | Year Posted 2017
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