Its a shame these niggas ain't wear a bulletproof vest. Because these words that i sling could leave a hole in they chest. Think they roast game over 9000, not true. Their roast game not even strong as Chioatzu. Look at us and see the gang on that Super Saiyan God shit. Then look at you and see you just a Super Saiyan Mod bitch. I checked the scouter, said your roast game was weak. Then I checked the squad; Roast Game: On Fleek. Still wanna come at the squad? We'll end you. Its kinda easy since you're a frog like captain Ginyu. Fast verses, its like I'm using Instant Transmission. When it comes to roasting I'm the perfect man for the mission. But hey, they say "Alls well that ends well." But tell me: why you ugly like the first form version of Cell? So please, save ya self, and don't come up in this circle. If you do, Imma roast ya, leave ya shook, like Hercule. Bibidi babidi boo! You fat like Majin Buu! Soft like the bitch you is! and Pink cause you a pussy too!
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Poetry Book 3
PoetryThis is nothing special just emotions that I have locked away deep within that I have a hard time explaining in the verbal since. So thats why I put it all down on paper for others to read. These poems vary depending on the mood I'm in. So I hope yo...
