|My mind in writing
Author: Jarrod Freeman PM
thought id point out what i thinkRated: Fiction T - English - Hurt/Comfort/Family - Words: 344 - Published: 08-29-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3054324
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Bing home the madness, and that ucking girl, the one we saw sitting alone, staring ino another world,
bring on the cones, you hear that fucking burn,
bottom of the toplist, i dont mean this shit, im just madness,
my brain thats way, it gets worse as i smoke it everyday,
i like that fucking smell, as i burn down in hell,
Hell no let me show you how to have a good time...
went to a party, every one getting drunk, some smoking a blunt, some drinking a barcardi, i saw a girl i asked her, her name, and she said it was miley, i showed her to a room, i showed her to my family, then took her upstairs and started chatting, i treated her nice, i treated her politely, i then asked her to suck my dick then she got all naughty...
wow..yall hold up...
let me show you how to actually say shit...
5,6,7,8...my name is boss but you can call me ross, i dont have a famous idol, cos all you suck, i dont steal rhymes, but ill steal your line, and turn into a pop song everytime, ill steal ur shit, when u aint looking, ill smack you into madness and make you start sooking, ill scare you fuckers, ill fuck all you haters, ill burn down your house and steal all ur papers, ill steal ur dope, and make you broke, so you cant pay for shit and you gotta sell ur home and ur dreams are all burnt down, ill push you on the swing, untill you fall to the ground. ill tell you, you are madness, you want a rap battle but you cant have it, you want to be the player, you want to be a lover, but your allready hated by every brother.