QUOTE (BigG @ Mar 11 2010, 06:27 AM)
BigG is a soldier til the end and is as vicious as it gets/
Sometimes he pulls a Rambo goes to the jungle/
Gets grenades and bombs armies to bits/
Fitz is from a land where riding kangaroos pouch is public transportation so/
I rode a kangaroo to your mothers crib smashed all the family potrait and made her perform fellatio/
To quote Lil Wayne that btich was Michael Jackson "Bad"/
And yes Fitz, I did like her Calves/
Who in here smells like doo doo?
You and your whole fucking crew do,
Sipping on cum and chewing on poo poo,
Do you her me spitting this fucking voodoo?
You're such a fucking tranny,
Staring at men's calves and taking it up the fanny,
Your ability to suck cum is so uncanny,
I see the way you looking at Manny.
I'm a god, your shit is man-made,
So shut the fuck up and drink your kool-aid,
When I showed up you should've never stayed,
You tried to step-up but you got played.
It's hard to breathe now, your trousers are full of poop,
Got you crying racism like that little girl Snoop,
I'm the big, bad wolf in your chicken coop.
Maybe you hearda me, they call me Jack the Ripper,
Emerging from the fog, I'm a drifter,
And who are you, G? Just another dead stripper.
On no, is your face turning green, are you gonna scream?
What's that on the curb, is that your spleen?
Am I being mean? Obscene? Are you afraid of being seen? On a widescreen? Your broken, bloody body laying in a ravine?
Who do you think you are, Steve McQueen?
Haha, only in your dreams.
Run on along now G, I think it's time for American Idol,
When I want you again, I'll tug on your bridle,
And when I do don't idle, or I might get homicidal.