A poem

[fletcher_rox]

Ahem* When I first stepped on the scene, niggas were petrafied.
Jet back the to the lab like they were being chased by homicede.
My rap flow does you like tical, and it will never steer you wrong.
And all you bitchass niggas in the industry, your careers won't be lasting long

Thank you ladies and gents. Fuck all ya niggas!

Comments

[mattisbored]

that song is too sacred for you now. you have no right to even type the words.

[fletcher_rox]

As the snow flies
On a cold and gray chicago mornin’
A poor little baby child is born
In the ghetto
And his mama cries
’cause if there’s one thing that she don’t need
It’s another hungry mouth to feed
In the ghetto
(unussually high pitch voive) IN THE GHETTOOOOOO

stfu bitch, I MADE that song what it is, don't preach to me you fucking alter boy! I'm the god damn pope of gangsterdom!

[getoverittt]

....

somehow i feel obligated to disagree.

[fletcher_rox]

That's because you don't actually know dear. I was listening to Method man when he was still into Smash Mouth and Aqua. Ya, nigga say what