oh shoot - get a load of fruit in thigh high boots, red tighy whiteys and cat suit even the know it's tacky - "y'all seen me slippin' like that bitch just smacked me!" posing chest and legs open - couldn't stand all that was was a bandana and a man purse crying dying laughing 'til burst faster a speeding blast, bleeding ass ran first fit some hair, messed up, wavey curl under the cape the back of the 'S' says girl the some people 'll do for fame its a herb, its a lame, its...a god damn villain willing when them streets call you can keep your and hold the meatballs worthy title it with pockets on empty he harder than a steam engine like john henry turn dirt to like don henley ugly and get holla's like ron jeremy at moniteraly, terribly need therapy its like a ferris spree (?) hit 'em with a kryptonite children come and poke his dead body a stick wrote this lyric from in the bed a chick she had the tightest grip the head of...blaaaa!
bic...now can i get my pen got no enemy, got no friend - the green goblin got the bat cave robbed bust in - batman bobbin slobbin robins knob! y'all already got your belts on the so kick them over here and click off the porno alfred come home and found them naked handcuffed to just as he had expected red n batmobile wheelin' and dealin' aquaman sleeping with the fishes for for squealin' psst, the low low on the seal blazer its just a graze from a razor thin lazer amazed at all the so wannabe players showing off their titballs (?) to all the free its a leotard fest how it got is any retards guess - regardless thats choice no hate to bate becomes a when they try attempt to go straight and raise the monster rate in the population starting to effect the super-pimping occupation now, the hater? headline the newspaper fate of a fake - you out caped to the tracks make a damn tram de-rail rap is like a scam nigerian e-mail the man no beard is weirder than a shemale sucker got on a tamezepam street sale told 'em one of ours set it up - doubt did it the dirtied draws - wet 'em up and air it out!