NEMESICC
this is easy troll-what- do u hide under tha bridge
do u eat billy goats bitch- or suprise little kids
u got a rhinestone glove dontcha- prolly ride wit a snitch
u in a fantasy world ta battle me now lie in tha ditch
its where you belong- now dont go diggin up ya grave again
u live ya life a slave ta sins u gave yaself when brains was thin
now u think u meaty- but u still tha same its slim
u thought i was jokin i came ta win in tha cut like im gratin ya skin
ta the fleshy finish-lets begin with that wart on ya nose
score one fa tha pros i fucc dimes- u fucc ugly hoes
u wanna be froze- cold- so ill dip u in carbon
hit u wit a hammer watch u shatter sweep u in tha garbage
and u can talk tough all u want wit that technical jargon
cuz when i see u- im puttin this lawn nome in tha garden
u ain a troll u a goblin drinkin boogers out tha goblet
this is operation destroy a troll n take all his objects
TROLL
good shit..
Couldnt come harder then matchin Troll with a bridge-
brewed up a lame concoction, and happily took a swig-
i was where u were about 4 years ago-
NemeSIckly are ur rhymes and u kno the symptoms sho-
choppin bodies in bits, been said over and over-
u got firecracker clowns, Im nothin short of a mortar-
the mess i leave your face-in is pretty unsightly-
that killa killem all shit was tight back in the 90's-
i sit and watch the splendor of the mayhem that ive rendered-
i will slap u in december, face is marked until september-
i kno my big words hurt, but they are far from any JAR-GON-
stick too bumpin brotha lynch while holdin on2 your hard-on-
jus a 14 year old mind on adulterated flowz-
theres a tree and heres your rope, put yourself up out your woez-
when i say your out your league, better kno that i mean it-
tuck your tail between your legs till u spit something decent-
this is easy troll-what- do u hide under tha bridge
do u eat billy goats bitch- or suprise little kids
u got a rhinestone glove dontcha- prolly ride wit a snitch
u in a fantasy world ta battle me now lie in tha ditch
its where you belong- now dont go diggin up ya grave again
u live ya life a slave ta sins u gave yaself when brains was thin
now u think u meaty- but u still tha same its slim
u thought i was jokin i came ta win in tha cut like im gratin ya skin
ta the fleshy finish-lets begin with that wart on ya nose
score one fa tha pros i fucc dimes- u fucc ugly hoes
u wanna be froze- cold- so ill dip u in carbon
hit u wit a hammer watch u shatter sweep u in tha garbage
and u can talk tough all u want wit that technical jargon
cuz when i see u- im puttin this lawn nome in tha garden
u ain a troll u a goblin drinkin boogers out tha goblet
this is operation destroy a troll n take all his objects
TROLL
good shit..
Couldnt come harder then matchin Troll with a bridge-
brewed up a lame concoction, and happily took a swig-
i was where u were about 4 years ago-
NemeSIckly are ur rhymes and u kno the symptoms sho-
choppin bodies in bits, been said over and over-
u got firecracker clowns, Im nothin short of a mortar-
the mess i leave your face-in is pretty unsightly-
that killa killem all shit was tight back in the 90's-
i sit and watch the splendor of the mayhem that ive rendered-
i will slap u in december, face is marked until september-
i kno my big words hurt, but they are far from any JAR-GON-
stick too bumpin brotha lynch while holdin on2 your hard-on-
jus a 14 year old mind on adulterated flowz-
theres a tree and heres your rope, put yourself up out your woez-
when i say your out your league, better kno that i mean it-
tuck your tail between your legs till u spit something decent-
