Originally Posted by RB
Peppermint Patty, naw the name is Linus, so don't even try this.
I don't bitch smack, I smack bitches,
copy cat mother fuckers, whiney ass snitches.
You asked to be dissed, you don't have to ask,
the invitations there, after I'm done with ya, you'll be sippin on a flask,
down on the corner, where you belong as I sing this song,
Why don't you go swimmin, down at the kiddy pool,
you don't have to try hard to act a fool,
Drivin' the db, thinkin you hot shit,
on the contrary, you aint even worth this spit.
Workin' at sony, actin' all phony,
When in reality, you're full of bologna.
where's your blanket, linus?
oh that's right, i wiped it on my nose's sinus infection
infected by your weak rap blaster
think you're pretty smooth but this deebee's faster
don't be hatin', the kiddy pool only has room for one
it's all yours baby, have your fun
but you know you'll run from my gatling gun
when i shoot rhymes so good you'll be a nun
deebee hater, can't handle this one bit
i'm sure even you know that i'm hot shit
my coffee maker raps better than your spit