i shred punks like a food processor

U talk about ur girl, who just got bak from europe,
ill bet all ur benjamins she was drinkin another dudes special syrup,
shit man after spain,
her pussy is gonna need a tap and drain,


bbll120: u ready to battle yet?
Sir C Rus: o you wanna go
Sir C Rus: go give a guy a blow
Sir C Rus: you just a ho
Sir C Rus: i dont think you want mo'
bbll120: haha
bbll120: bring it
Sir C Rus: yo yo
Sir C Rus: when i spit its like fire, Gay mens what you desire,dont fuck with me ill run over you with a tractor tire, then youll end up like Kanye West, spittin through the Wire....your just a tool, like a wrench, let me crank on you, then let my words brew, You think you can rap, thats a buncha crap, just go SIT ON YO MAMMAS LAP....no, wiat there, her ass is bare, cuz your mom does more than dance, and i do more than stare
Sir C Rus: ooooooooooooooooo bitch
bbll120: ha
bbll120: no
bbll120: yeah yeah.. let's go... uh uh
Sir C Rus: bring it short shit
bbll120: ha u try to bust a beat.. but dude that shit smells like feet..i am the chosen one.. they call me the king.. yah u know i'm more than just a fling..yah last night i saw u try and play football.. haha dude how many times did u fall??
bbll120: shhhh i kill u
Sir C Rus: first son we were playin soccer, what the fuck are you sum european pussy, wearin dockers? man you got a lot to learn son take a seat, and when im done youll bow to my feet. Lets talk bout ur truck, that peice of shit has no Ballz, wait till you get in my GT, my motherfucker hauls, sheet you cant even talk and drive, how long have you had ur licence...and ur still alive?!?
Sir C Rus: what bitch
Sir C Rus: uh uh
bbll120: yah i wore some dockers.. when i went and saw meet the fockers..u talk about my truck? dude what the fuck.. i know it has a raddle.. but haha i can stillll battle...yah i'm still alive... i've been workin my 9 to 5..
bbll120: whaaaaaaaaaaaaat
bbll120: today junior rapper
Sir C Rus: a truck with a rattle, and you driving the bitch, thats one hell of a recipit, to END UP IN A DITCH... you think you can spit, i disagree, hicks cant spit, your more of a hick than thoes retards from lee,
Sir C Rus: any time now son
bbll120: bitch please... i'll put u in a deep freeze...ha they call u c-rus.. man alls u do is make a fus....u live in a lil' town.. its gotta be smaller then an ant mound..ur car sucks ass.. it doesnt go that fast.. 0 to 60 in 40... ha how bout that shorty
bbll120: boooooyahhhhh
Sir C Rus: booooooyaaahhhh....HAHA....it took that long to think up that? man thats whack, more whack than my shady hat, A mitch ur just a bitch, and you aint that rich....ill cut you like ham, but ur more like spam, you cant take the heat, ill beat you then suck ur moms Teet, man thats nice, ill kick you out ur own house like mice, then have ur mom make me sum shirmp fried rice.
Sir C Rus: wha what YEyeah
bbll120: yah it took me pretty long.. sorry dude i waz picturing ur mom in a thong.... i'm also talking to j-rod.. man he's got a killer bod..
bbll120: i'm getting wore out man
bbll120: aha
bbll120: haha
Sir C Rus: i can tell
bbll120: yah
Sir C Rus: tick tock all around the clock, waitin for your dare, i think i got GREY HAIR, your so slow its a sin, i think everyone can tell...I WIN
Sir C Rus: nice try homie
bbll120: u may have one this one
bbll120: but i'll get u next time
Sir C Rus: but son, YOU GOT KNOCKED THE FUCK OUT
bbll120: just like last time
bbll120: i'll take u out.. like a water spout
Sir C Rus: wtf does that mean...you need a nap, maybe when you wake ull be able to rap
bbll120: dude you think you know everything but you dont
Sir C Rus: you think i dont, agree with you i wont, im all knowin, all about ho-in, and ill never stop flowin


added november 15
put up that away message, allow me to make my entrance
you cant handle the heat that im spittin, you cant take my crown history is written,
carved in stone my names is on top, ur a dead pile of bone, startin to rot,
i shred punks like a food processor, my vocabulary is greater ur english professors,
my provocative style is incesantly mobile,
which way it will go i never know
where ever i am i leave people screamin for mo'
from paris to spain to the mobile home.
You cant step to me, your words go right though me, past the audience,
it rigns of silence,
too bad you can buy this
cuz your career will leave you broken and homeless,
on the streets you know this,
ur life will slowly corrode this,
lemme whip out my dick so you can blow this


1 2 3 and to tha 4, danika is a big fat whore, to have safe sex she locks the car door, big black dicks leave her screamin for more,
she likes it up the ass, a dick shell never pass,
and time any place any gender any race
and equal opportunity fucker she is
shes got the biggest collection of international jiiz