Party All The Time

Hey: gast

~loser~



I'm telling you this kid is wicked dumb.
Incorporate the message:
You're a peon.
And that's for thinking you can save me out.
Lyric for lyric.
Your fat ass would have more of a chance in a straight dog fight.
Yo, you fucking wannabe all the gangsta, you disgust me.
But the truth is you're as bitch as all people.
You ain't a killer, understand that?
Go back to gimmicks paint you face if it makes you feel wicked.
But the bottomline is this:
You're a bitch and I can break your pride and bones in a minute.
Dissing you wasn't even worth production.
In either fysical or verbal callback.
I beat you like percussion.
You’re a fat whack motherfucker, end of discussion!