Riktigt namn:
Ell Civilstatus:
Ensam
Läggning:
Asexuell
Intresse:
Spel
Bor:
Själv
Politik:
Politik?
Dricker:
Diverse
Musikstil:
Metal
Klädstil:
Blandat
Medlem sedan:
2010-08-06
I wasn't listening, are you still flapping those lips? I was just thinking: yo, did I give up a rib for this?
woman I just don't know what you're problem is, all I know is you're acting like a colossal bitch!
Well, I conclude that your methods are the wackest. You wouldn't even pass in one of my classes.
Every action has an equal and opposite reaction, except for when we both start rapping.
I elevated the minds of mankind to a higher plane of understanding and I can calculate the weight and the size and the shape of the shadow of the mind you're standing in!
Pity your verse wasn't worth the trip in the jacket, quit jacking off in the track and put the lotion in the basket.
And catch what the iller serial killer can deliver, rhymes finer than the chianti I would pair with your liver.
But the thought of your putrid flesh makes me want to shiver cause your brittish body's covered in mroe piss than kitty litter.
Cut! Give me a tylenol. Stop rhyming y'all! Alfred, you've got no style dog. I'm the king of dialogue.
There's only one movie I know you from and I've seen more blood in the shower when I stubbed my toe in one.
You tried to fight in world war one but couldn't do that, the brittish army wouldn't let you join 'cause you were to fat.
Look it up, it's a true fact. Wikipedia that.
Nice case of no shirt there, Fabio Flintstone. Your whole plan got messed up by a hunchback with down's syndrome!
Three hundred asses need a kickin', give more teabags than Lipton.
So why don't you quit your bitching, my trigger finger's itching.
You're no match for me, you've got a batch degree, I've got a unit of force named after me!
You wanna battle, guy? That's a crazy notion! When I start flowing I stay in motion!
First law! Did you catch that or did it go too fast to detect?
Perhaps it'd be better if I added in a bleep or a bloop or another wacky sound effect.
I was born on christmas, I'm god's gift, I unlocked the stars that you're dancing with.
You waste time debating creationists while I create the science you explain to kids!
My rapping attack is a massive dispatch of bazookas and gats and grenades
that rapidly bashes your brains and dismantles that puny pea shooter that fits in your leg!
We're not the same! You peel away my perfect skin you find super computers,
you look like Krang wearing a cold press juicer!
