Thursday, May 04, 2006

Fat Bitches Ain't Ugly Witches

Women who think they're fat and drive the men mad, get ur ass glued to the seat and let your ugly mind groove to my beat. I'm puttin' on fuck all you wanna-be fat muthafuckas. It's damn irritating when all you suckers keep talking about how your fats have puckered. And you chose the wrong guy in telling this. I'm gonna be throwing blows and spilling diss. Bear in mind, I haf nuttin against fat people. But something against people who yawp about how fat they are and do nuttin about it. Oh yea! Please be informed that the women I am talking about here aren't actually fat. They claim to be. I'll fuck their glee.

If you think you're fat, then you most probably are. It's better to be thought a fool than to open your mouth and remove all doubts. So if you think that you're fat, shut the fuck up and don't keep irritating the fuck out. Dun keep advertising to the world and start crying and start sighing. So when you tell me that you're fat and I tell you that you need to go for liposuction, dun tell me I wasn't a sweet seduction. I'll cause a mass destruction. When you stand in front of the mirror, the picture will get clearer. You know exactly where the fuck you stand. I've got nuttin against fat people. But when you wanna-be fat muthafuckaz start asking once, twice, I was still nice. But trice and I'll start to slice. Just shows your sucking vice. How am I to put up with your fucking cries? Bitch ass muthafuckas.
K-I-M you got me heated. So I am hitting in places when most needed. Die like a bitch when my blog hits the streets. I dedicate this to you punk muthafucka. Listen or I'll put you through the creeps.

If you think the world is gonna hate you coz you're fat, that's sad. Coz there ain't nuttin wrong in being that. If you wanna be shedding to be slim, then start heading to the gym. Dun start to whine and repeat the same old line. You kin of a swine, I'll break your spine. Your insecurity shows your obscurity. Dun let it get through. Feel my cue? Screw your "I think I am fat" crew. See my view? I ever told you kim. I'm not tryin' to scold you kim. I'm jus tryin' to mould you kim. I hope you understand my scheme. And you think being slim attracts the man? Time to rethink your plan. You want a man who just wants you coz you're pretty and you're hot? What happens when you age and when you're not? Dun make fake acquisitions. It's gonna quake your dispositions. I don't think I need to say too much to make you feel my crutch. I'll blast your crotch.

If you feel so much that being slender makes you tender, then there is a real problem with your gender. I dun see men going around crying that they're fat. Coz they know deep down that it's in their hands to make their stands. You reap what you sow. Dun weep coz you grow. So stop asking me if you're bigger. You'll die like a dog when I pull my trigger. Stop asking if you've expanded. I'll fuck your ass single-handed. Stop whining about how you've enlarged. I'll spill on your face my mental discharge. Stop grumbling on how you haf been fumbling. Stop whining on how on your stomach there's a lining. Time to change yourself and start refining. And to that wanna-be fat ass muthafuckaz, nuttin people say can change your opinion on if you're fat or not. So why wanna waste other's time? Jus to see how sweet all your precious dime? Cheap ass bitch. You ain't no muthafucka cheap ass witch.


Dun forget, beauty is in the eye of the beholder.


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