Chonk

Pile Next to the Mic Stand
I opened up the jewel caseI simply wanted to know what it was you were sayingMy jaw dropped to the floor!And I thought, what the fuck is this shit?Your lyrics are like lumps of excrementSlowly dripping down an anus-shaped mouthLeaving a pile next to the mic standI think you betta quitbefore you get a fat lipwhy don't you just stop singing?My flower-like ears are simply ringing!It's breaking my heart, raping my soulTurning my tympanum into a toilet bowlThis ain't poetry, it's genocide!Don't you have any motherfucking pride?I know damn well that my own lyrics are shitBut at least I'll admit... itNow you finally shut your holeLet's hope this is how it endsI spoke too soon, there you go, AGAIN! From Letras Mania