New rap.

Dickies cuffed up locked and loaded, Ready!
Shit so sick bruh, you wouldn't believe it, but you aint dreamin, you see i
throw it up like believe it, you got some heat, you gonna need it, cause my
heat got you heated, nigga's gonna need a myrical to start lookin for jesus,
reppin ya school, while i put 5 in tha swisher sweet, i aint even got to
talk i just let tha pistol speak, ya yo ass history, brah i know you on that
bullshit, i got tool with me with a fuckin full clip, and i always pull first,
get ready for action, middle fingers up, screamin fuck tha world with a passion,
i`m so high i swear to god, i feel like grabbin the bastards ya girl already
down to fuck i aint even got tah ask her, i got some dentien ICE in alaska,
I plow through that pussy like a tractor, i aint no rapper, i`m a mothafuckin
lyricist, gettin them Benjamens have my nemesis tremblin, they rockin
timberlands, Just some fuckin blue chucks, tha next competetion i gaurentee you
will lose bruh, nothin to lose bruh, feel like i done lost it all, so go
on ahead and get a high head so i can knock it off, i can't be stopped at all,
i never stop tryin, i`m the reason them fuck boys stopped liein,
i know you just some hoes but im above all them bitches like a mistle toe
i prolly take a bitch to tha back and stick tha hoe, and if you fuck with
mah cousin i`ll slit ya throat, tha pistol smoke, you laughin like it's just
a joke, but god damn all ya'll just call me Mista Throwed, i`m so high you
couldn't touch me on ya tippy toes, we so good i was high before we lit tha dro
this yo boy Hazedup, and it's caked like a fat boy, bitch i stay fucked up like
a frat boy, ha, they don't know how to act boy, bitch i`m deadly like
rat poison, yea, real talk cuzz, take it how you want to take it, I`m wasted
and i don't know if imma make it.

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