Wit a name Ahmad,
i wus scared u wer gna drop a bomb on me,
but you challenging me is just damn mad,
Hw u gna say im gettin beaten by a paki???
Boy u betta b beggin to fake ur own death,
cos if u dont die, i'l get killed by ur breath,
n whats it lyk smellin lyk explosives all your life?
n since u bin born, ur mums bin wishin she fucked a dyke!
N your rhymes they mite b synical bt they completely ridiculis,
bt myn they'll put u in a bad predicament,
n u may have dun tym bt u aint a predicate,
n i kno i shudnt b tellin u but i fucked ur girl,
n lyk MJ sed, she fuckin rocked ma world,
but too bad she dnt wna come close 2 u cos she is one of ur fake frends,
N ur lyf is lyk ur dick, its comin 2 an early end!
Diamond* |