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CHARLIE MANSIN lyrics : "Suplex"

(*##$ all my lyrics do is turn heads, exorcist
lotta 585 rappers on the come up and im the grossest
i'll eat a Lyell ave hooker's #~!!@

and make her suck my dick, spit $#&@ the fear of herpes

im the sickest out the pit of hell

horror flick, ur a mother$#&@in fairy tale
ya diss was %#@! priss eat my fist
goodnight lil robby, cause for breakfast is my dick


and you talk about quality
$#&@ a beat, i'd rather rip apart your arteries

yes i like krispy kreme, thats typical
using a fat joke against me, that's original


5 dollars for a verse, get that pay-pal money
i do my %#@! for free, jus tryin help my buddies
u got more things to say, well let me take a guess

bunch of fat jokes, about donuts and some man breast

googled ur name and found no dirt

my stories on the web, give it a little search
honestly, u need to learn to articulate
half that diss was mumbled, $#&@ did u say


u know dudes who rub man !@(&
thats good to know i guess, good for you

said i have no reason, and u dissed passionate
goin berserk on some dude, like wolverines $$#ist


aint takin %#@!, from someone who remixed justin bieba
$#&@ 3 tracks, i'll only need this diss to slay ya
dont get (*##$es, my nuts are never wet

preoccupied tryin trip on lethal substance

dissin myself, i took 2 extra years to graduate

i dont get #~!!@, and im over weight
i live with my mom, i jus pay for music
front face headlock, then u get the suplex


i can rap about wrestling too
irish whip combo into the big boot

scorpion death lock to tear ya ligamints
how dare u upload that poor excuse of a diss


suppose bring ya A-game, but u was playin pee-wee
im jason voorhees on mic, and your ally sheedy
funk volume dick rider, in ya cypher entry

my lyrics puck ya in the $$# like wayne gretzky

ahhh runnin outta breath here

u werent ready for this robert
regret makin goodmorning charlie
ight what else i got


u tried to enter funk volume's contest twice
young rob, $#&@ was runnin thru ur mind

ur voice is soft, mine is monsterous
u think ur gonna dodge this, thats pah posterous


that wasnt my mom ur were referring to
cause if u bring in family i'll get the $#&@in noose
show up at ya funeral, jus to steal the hurst

in SwizZzaster, u werent even in the main verse

dont send any dick rider fans to my page

ur all passkey lil ants, and i got the raid
imma bout to make a song about birthdays
destroyin ur %#@!ty diss, with clever wordplay


im gonna find a $#&@in booty dance video
replace the audio with mine, cause thats original

55 bars in, a never endin rhymer
my lyrics leave ya head split, like the carolinas


im $#&@in pissed, i have a right to be
a $#&@ you, isnt grounds for u to diss me
i bet were jus mad, i thru u in the shuffle
crushin rocks in my fist, u blend in with the rubble


now im pickin up the last remains
organs arranged on a placenta serving trey
a fatality is beckonin
once that voice in my head says finish him


another rapper made example of
u gave ur best try, but wen push comes to shove
i'll leave ya with this line, before i kock ya dead
your styles $$# backwards, like a donkeys head


ight robby, 68 bars later, im done with u...
thats how its done...
go remix another justin bieber song or some %#@!...
anything to get more views right?...
haha...


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