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