Wejusfreestylin

"if we were recording right now, and we would be getting all this, yeah sorry. yeah we should have a freestyle on this." "a freestyle?" "yeah hit em off with something." "spit a verse, travis, spit a verse." "youre picking your nose, travis." "stop picking your nose." "f**k you, dude, f**k you." traded in my hollow words for jelly-filled verbs and five pound pronouns and predicates this is Shlep's edicate for sloppy fable manners get your napkins mattie, dude, kick the beat and ill rhyme top of the line, top of the world top of the morning to you, top dog cause im top notch, tiger tie it in a knot till your eyeballs pop out so you can actually see what an actual MC looks like and if i had to pick and chose id be the indecisive d**k in the voting booth laughing at my options like stop the press and all the media Shleprok is leaving ya walk with prosthetic concoctions i thought i told you youre just a toadstool like mario with fire powers sticking d**k to the princess its just senseless like that David and Goliath drama minus the sling and stone your basically defenseless. anyway, you wanna it Shleprok's cock's obnoxious feels like a midget is chillen in my boxers "whaaat?" "im sorry." "i dont know.."