Through Stretch, Mother Nature eroded this guy to Dust so now he thinks he´s DIGable like Rah
you´re far from Tiger Woods child ´cause you´re not on par
you remind me of homosexuals porking rodents:you´re f***ING MICE NOT MEN
a fake copy of the real thing encoded on Verbat-EM
with 700MB of memory struggling for a live GIG
and printable SURFACE, to find you, I don´t need to, you DIG?
So "Sing for the Moment" while I proceed to tear you apart
construct an "F" with Artliners, you´re failures a PERMANENT MARK
Dirt! Your jealousy of me is potent, I can smell it when you BUST
instead of dig-ABLE, consider calling yourself dig-CANE Dust
either way, the two of you should re-consider toying with Blood
I´ll f***ing hit you both so HIGH I´ll bring you closer to God
´til you see me in threes like I´m the evil version of The Trinity
I´m laughing so hard, the FIVE of us can say "The Blood is killing me!"
the only DIFFERENCE between us is a NEGATIVE connotation
a war next to Europe, you´re an A-Bomb-In-Asian (abomination)
another worm on the hook, Jammie Foxx, you´re just BAIT
argue your loss with many people so you can have a Ma**-Debate (masterbate)
I´ll confuse you to make you question your gender, are you Elly or Elliot?
´cause you felt PAIN and saw BLOOD, now you think you´re having your PERIOD
you´re experiencing dillusion if you think you´re a consideration for a title
you couldn´t PUNCH DEEP LINES if you were boxing with the bible!
Boom!
;-)