Yo, it's to get rid of this coward right here once and for all. I'm sick of the motha fucka! Check this out!
Yo! I'll a racial slur, honky, sue me! shit is a horror flick, but a black guy doesn't die in this movie! Fuckin' wit Lotto, dawg, you be kiddin! That me believe you really don't have an interest in livin! You think these niggas gonna feel the shit you I got a better joining the KKK. On some shit, though, I like you why I didn't wanna have to be the one you commit suicide to Fuck 'Lotto,' me your leader I feel bad that I gotta murder dude from "Leave It to Beaver" I used to like that show, now you got me in a fight mode But oh well, if you go, then you gotta go! I hate to do this; I love for this shit to last So I'll take pictures of my rear end so you won't my ass And well that ends ok? So I'll end this shit with a "Fuck you, but have a day!"
Word, I think you a little hard on the Beaver So was Haskal, Wally, and Ms. Cleaver This guy screamin', he's paranoid! Quick, someone get his ass steroid! "Blahbity bloo blah blah blooh blah!" I ain't a word you said, "hipidy hooblah!" Is a tank top, or a new bra? Look Snoop Dogg got a fuckin' boob job! Didn't you listen to the last round, meat Pay attention, you're saying the shit that he said! Matter fact, dog a pencil Go home, write shit, make it suspenseful, And don't come back until dope hits you Fuck it! You can take the mic with you! Looking like a hit you, Tank top screamin', "Lotto, I fit you!" You see how far them white jokes get Boys like How Vanilla Ice gonna diss My Fuck Lotto! I'll get the 7 digits from mother for a dolla' tomorrow!