obrenden, My dandy voice makes the most anti-choice granny’s panties moist
pruwybn, 
My iconoclastic rap shtick gets my jimmy waxed like chapstick
Aluminum8637, And I’m notorious, I’ll crush you like a jelly bean - LL Cool J
Jarix, You think that you can amputate me? I am you, you are me, you are I, I am we We are one, split in two that makes one, so you see You got to kill you if you wanna kill me
SalineSolutions, “Going up to heaven on an escalator/ Cause they sent you to hell on an escalator”
Or maybe
“I look like a dick in my picture ID/ But also the pic isn’t me. Hmm”
Yearly1845, I call her ‘big booty’ cuz she got a big booty
Zoop, I’m in the kitchen.
Yams everywhere.
(YAMS!)
BreadOven, I like my sugar with coffee and cream.
namingthingsiseasy, Honey, check it out you got me mesmerized
With your black hair and fat-ass thighs
I only wish I could find someone someday who will think of such romantic things to say to me…
GarbageShoot, Bear witness to the sickest shot while suckers get romantic
They ain’t gonna send us campin’ like they did my man Fred Hampton
Still we lampin’, still clockin’ dirt for our sweat
A ballot’s dead, so a bullet’s what I get
A thousand years they had the tools, we should be takin’ ‘em
Fuck the G-ride, I want the machines that are makin’ 'em
TechNerdWizard42, You’re waxin’ your modem, tryin’ to make it go faster
Hey fella, I bet you’re still livin’ in your parents’ cellar
Downloadin’ pictures of Sarah Michelle Gellar And postin’ “Me too!” like some brain-dead AOL-er
I should do the world a favor and cap you like Old Yeller
You’re just about as useless as jpegs to Hellen Keller
INHALE_VEGETABLES, The fundamental forces were unified
We’ve no theory to describe that, though I’ve tried
Then the forces split and the universe was born
It was hotter then a priest watching kiddie porn
moe93, 
Mom’s spaghetti
mx_smith, Milk is chillin, what more can I say.
TdotMatrix, Alone. Phone’s unplugged. Ignoring calls even though no one does.
Zahille7, Maybe I am the ballot in the box / the bullet in the gun / the inner glow that lets you know to call your brother son and really that whole theme song.
Sim, Step up in this motherfucker just a-swingin’ my hair.
PhAzE, I’m sorry, Puff, but I don’t give a fuck
If this chick was my own mother, I’d still fuck her with no rubber
And cum inside her and have a son and a new brother
At the same time and just say that it ain’t mine—what’s my name?
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