Here comes kmart rapping in the rain
You better run away before I cut your vein's
And die in the dirt like Alice In Chains
That's right im talking to you Layne
Im here and i'm slayin'
All the bitches that are saying
White kids can't rap
well as a matter of fact
my rhyme are all jacked
On steroids not stolen you dumb fuckin twats
Let me continue on that
Now Here come Marty Meyers handing out flyers
Trying to sell his bong cuz he can't get any higher
And he can't even rap cuz he's so fuckin tired
But, if he smoked some kush
He'd kill George Bush cuz he don't like being pushed
By anyone so don't with him or he'll shoot you with his gun
He's a freestyle bombing
So vicious and charming
Now Hit the bong and sound the alarm
Cuz he's a bad mafucka and a Sergeant at arms.
Yo,I dunno ...hahaha
stoned KUSH Freestyle
- January 19, 2012
- KyleMartin
- 1 Comment
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