Silent Bob, do us all a favor and shoot yourself in the head
A victim of sexual abuse, manhandled in his bed
The reverberation of my words exemplified the truth
My flow is sweltering hot, melting the microphone in the booth
I'm street legend, you should honor me, maggot
The linguistic of machine-gun dispersion is my language
You're an aggressive, devious cocksucker, eviscerating a penis
Homo undercover, the sight of men transform him into a vicious demon
Your lips dripping with discharged semen, sickening image
A fake gangster, believing his concocted gimmick
Absorb the knowledge, and the words that I've said
Or like J Holiday, motherfucker, I'll put you to bed
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