This is just a short rap I wrote, more so of a prelude, just something short. It's about the maggots who f**k with me during middle school, the endless torment never went away and this is how I feel today about it. It's just something short. So please give oppinions please, such as: should I continue to expand the rest of the lyrics?, should I keep writing it out to a full fledged song? Oppinions please. Thank you!
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Title: Prelude (In Dishonor of 2 Pricks)
I remember all those faggots who just picked on me for fun
I remember those two maggots, Travis L and Brandon
If you’re listenin’ to this song, then I hope you know now
That I’m burnin’ you for fun, so just shut your f**k’ mouths
Yeah I keep a spiteful grudge, I keep it for a long time
So don’t you pu**y’s think that you can just run and hide
And think that I’ve forgotten all the sh*t that you did
The way you bullied me each day and every other weak kid
Actin’ like tough sh*t, get prepared to get whored
If you don’t watch yourself, you might just get gored
On the end o’ my friend, and it’s called a knife
So tell me how it feels, can you feel all that strife
Yeah I’m on a higher level, one you’ll never achieve
And If I saw you inbreds now, I’d f**k’ knock out your teeth
And leave you bleedin’ like a bitch on the side of the curb
And then I’d kick ya in the dick while you’re down and hurt
And take a few seconds to admire the moment
Then I’d let my dogs loose, no more bitch ass opponents
So you better hope to god that you don’t come down my way
So don’t be f**k’ foolish, it’s a fatal mistake
That you’ll only make once, so it’s time to decide
Are you feelin’ lucky pricks, are you ready to die
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Title: Prelude (In Dishonor of 2 Pricks)
I remember all those faggots who just picked on me for fun
I remember those two maggots, Travis L and Brandon
If you’re listenin’ to this song, then I hope you know now
That I’m burnin’ you for fun, so just shut your f**k’ mouths
Yeah I keep a spiteful grudge, I keep it for a long time
So don’t you pu**y’s think that you can just run and hide
And think that I’ve forgotten all the sh*t that you did
The way you bullied me each day and every other weak kid
Actin’ like tough sh*t, get prepared to get whored
If you don’t watch yourself, you might just get gored
On the end o’ my friend, and it’s called a knife
So tell me how it feels, can you feel all that strife
Yeah I’m on a higher level, one you’ll never achieve
And If I saw you inbreds now, I’d f**k’ knock out your teeth
And leave you bleedin’ like a bitch on the side of the curb
And then I’d kick ya in the dick while you’re down and hurt
And take a few seconds to admire the moment
Then I’d let my dogs loose, no more bitch ass opponents
So you better hope to god that you don’t come down my way
So don’t be f**k’ foolish, it’s a fatal mistake
That you’ll only make once, so it’s time to decide
Are you feelin’ lucky pricks, are you ready to die
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Smokey-P