these are my thoughts, what do you think??

aiyo
when it comes to poofs im ass-backwards
i cock my 9 and leave they head where the small of they back was
ya actors
ya aint real
ya rap about **** like jewels and women to get a record deal
but i dont need a deal
like heltah skeltah
"IZ YOU WIT ME??"
i seen too many wannabes try to come and get me
you so whack at rap
that you cant even feel me
im too hardcore for you punks, please believe me
you softer than melted butter
so back the **** up off me
your sound is so lame ya like the fugees punk ya killing me softly
my rhymes are harder than bill clinton's dick
when he got head in the oval office
bustin off on her dress, oh no, what a mess!!
so when you get success
believe you gonna be under duress
get hasseled by the press
til you start actin like john wayne
puttin hollow points in they damn brains
causin extreme pain, nigga, **** tha fame!!
this aint a game, this is real life
i wake up every mornin, my mind is full of strife
i want terrorism dead, but not when afghanistan is red
bombed to **** by the USA, are you ok??
my teacher used to ask me
actin all nice, then she'd go ahead and blast me
you a has-been
just like the fonz
and you got dumb hair like dat ***** chaka kahn

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im hip hop's answer to usama bin laden
im nasty, i got a beard and damn if the public likes me
lyrical terrorism
much better than the real kind
coz all this death orginated from a sick mind
your so very kind
like mother teresa
keep ****in with me and ill cool you off
stuff you in a hotpoint freezer
the problem with the world...
not enough good parents
too much biggotry and hatred, wipin us out
like a rare species of elephant
we more moms like shermeen butt and katy barr
if we did, we would all be superstars
you know who you are
fool you never gonna see me
i got anonimity like the pixie
gaffer and dennis wrenn, keep smokin tha weed bro's
i aint gon do no more damn shoutouts though
apart from...
dean, rachel, joanne, jemil
i got plenty more people i know who keeps it real
queen T, cathy b, aaron howard, whats up louise
fester, desiree, hollis, yes i know he's gay
lil pete, big si, coco asked, i told him why
chrisjk, chenko, ian p baker, whats up??
invisible duncan, steven bond, lou petriello, lets go nuts
sam y, roxanne, jamagei and ibbi, you know the plan
holly, francean, arsham al nasser, yo, dats my man
lancey boy, richard hobbs, where is j? "she got a job"
doug, ren, mike smith, just kidding
ill rip tha bastards head off and stuff him like a turkey at thanksgiving
sail, bulla, aisha, forget it
sadaf, ross and ross, and theres simon hawkes of course
john elinor, star, my main girl ashlee
jamie, chatto, mini and keaton, naturally
james pyman the prancer, erin barr the dancer
sulmaan my brother, rob g is a crazy ****er
vicky from down in wales, lynette, chantel
nicoll, will jones, george and codleg
barry s, claire price, come on fool, ya know the rest
pete archer, kimi, binnie, its crazy
wilson, whiteman, herriman, well maybe
rhys, wadey, ian and pete silver
johnny parr, jenny, booker in his car
he is suck a dick, we know he wont go far
thats all the poeple i can remember at this time
if i forgot you, sorry, you'll be in my next rhyme

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just a few bars now, to end my thoughts
on the ways of life and how **** gets taught
show discipline, respect ya elders
so good ****, dont let the heat of hell melt ya
always keep it real, coz you know if you dont
ill be comin round knockin down yo door
wavin my 44
and i know you wont like that
so keep ya mind on the right track
live a great life, try not to shout
im gonna merc now people, peace
im out