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Hey Chaos, where did that Ancient... whatever it's called come from? Lookss like some type of halberd.

((I don't see the problem... everyone bites in some form at some point, br0. biggrin ))

People say the games grown soft and it's quite fickle/
Same say the rhymes thrown off and are quite simple/
They say all people want is more bass, more tremble/
Well, I stick my d**k in 'em and make em all remember/
Like memory foam/
Hoes won't lemme alone/
So I guess I gotta throw these pregnant bitches a bone/
When in Rome, don't call kid's cellular phone/
Or else, be prepare to talk nice with Tone/
I'm ON, like the light switch and electricity/
Not a hood *****, but check the tags for authenticity/
Through the computer screen, it's hard to read dude's ethnicity/
So I type ******, slur words and pronounce em how they shouldn't be/
Could it be... that I am just another cracker/
Descended from days where niggers bent over backwards/
On plantations/
Without an hourly wage or occupations/
And they were never late/
Nowadays... honkies are never safe/
Shot or beat down for speaking words that niggers say/
O-kay... I think it's time I put away the mic/
But before s**t is shelved, I gotta spit a few words just to spite/
Jaiden Stryke... you suck purple pimple p***s/
Please wiped the c** from your lips, n****e, and your a**s/
I'm not Rick Ross, so I'm not someone famous/
No, I'm Not A Star/
I don't drive foreign cars with the doors ajar/
I said I'd leave, but I lied... what you wanna ******** fighting... I'll just get an iron bar/
Or an 9 iron club/
Slice it into your butt, and make you know that you're not on par/
By far, I got more paper than you stubs/
But still will ******** a b***h that's not skinny, but has fat and chub/
No arms and legs but stumps and nubs/
Guess I'm one sick ******** eat glue, throw it up and gobble it back up/
Guess I'm going to H-E-Double Hockey Stick, No puck/
Cuz I gave a disease to a girl that don't like to give it up/
Yeah, I knew but that doesn't mean I had to give a ******** I gave a ******** and spewed eww all over her/
Now ya ***** can't get ******** rid of her/
Man, I'm ******** sick of her/
Planning to commit a homicide/
Who wanna ride/
Shotgun, and shoot people outside/
From inside... s**t, life is so bless/
So I gotta tat 666 all over my chest/
Middle finger to Allah and Jesus Crest/
Christ, I forgot to brush my teeth/
So excuse me as I proceed to bleed/
And let the red ooze down the dirt riddled sink/

((Been listen to Tyler the Creator and Lil B too much... starting to attain their shitty flow patterns and horrible thought processes.))