Nine lives
Felines have nine lives, I have infinite,
I'm like pop eye, except I don't need the spinach,
Cuz I ain't breaking a sweat, when you pushing your limit,
And defeat tastes bitter, that's why I gotta win shit,
When you're towing your rag out, I'm sat with my legs akimbo,
I'm so laid back I could do the limbo, with no pressure on me,
My smiles made of cheddar, when I see you bitches shaking at your knees
by
MindTwisterposted on 11/06/2009
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