Originally posted by Derek
looks like I angered you, but that honestly wasn't my intention
hmm, larry..that the foo who gave you an anal yeast infection?
your rhymes are weak, afterall you use words like "shizzle"
you ain't a storm son, more like a fukkin' little drizzle
you think you're slick, cuz you compare yoself to weather
still callin me gay. but you're the one wearin' cheekless leathers
I think it's time for you to go on a timeout for misbehavin'
fo thinkin you's gangsta when you look like you should be ravin'
I see it now, you dancin around with glowstix and a pacifier
you should be ashamed man, but I'm sure you'll call me a liar
You didn't anger me, not even get me irritated
Your palms turned hairy cos you always masturbated
You're like a big bug buzzing around my head
You're even gayer than Right Said Fred
Your shirt is too sexy for you, and a bit too small
You'd be lucky to even fit in the hall
But don't hate me deek, have no ill will at all
Anytime you need more lubbin, give tyrone a little call
And yes I compare my words to severe weather
I don't wanna be around next time you tickle kirk with a feather