Play the zound; view the pics Bang to the music of Limp Bizkit’s mix It sucks surfin’ around When some things just can’t be found Coz what you see is what you get The real world, “Damn, it’s shit!” Just read Slim Shady’s rhymes It all happens time to time Like bullets flyin’ with wings You’ll never know what’ll bring Limpin’ in front of the screen Stoned on the shit wall of sins Friends roamin’ with no faces Talkin’ shit from different places It’s just a matter of time It’ll grow like a suckin’ rhyme With a sense of nothin’ to compare Coz everythin’ I do is just to care
Reason for writing:
an internet surfer like you!
Birth sign: Taurus
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