Ogrilla, don't try to rap, you're a horrible rhymer
Your verses are lame and you're just an old timer
You can use your wide range of vocabulary
But sadly, it'd only cause you calamity
Back down now and don't turn around
In the end, it's just going to be you on the ground
There's no point prolonging your fate
You're already done, it's already too late
I can type this up while doing watching TV
I don't need to concentrate on junk like you
All you do is copypaste from your favorite CD
Look man, do I really need to continue?
You come on IRC talking about drugs
None of us care so keep your mouth shut
You won't stop talking, we all need earplugs
Drugs don't make you cool, you ignorant nut
When you're finally gone, we'll all be glad
We no longer have to listen to your made up drug stories
Give it up man, why don't you follow another fad?
I'm going to end it now before it gets too gorey
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Miniman's fat, he won't get more than four lines outta me
Man he's so chunky he needs to part his fat to pee
Oh lord if only he was Moses, then the task would be nothing
Too bad he isn't and that's why he's struggling