You Are: A Rap Roast

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You are a cheater,
It's quite simple actually.
Not just a statement,
But stated quite factually.

You are amazing,
Making me feel so special.
For holding my heart,
Is a task not so simple.

You are a dickhead,
Because that's your brain.
Playing wioth Zada?
We're jumping off this train.

You are my love,
My happiness in all life.
Cheating on us?
Well I'll put an end to this strife.

You are an asshole
To me and her both.
Playing us like The Hunger Games,
Peeta toss me that loaf.

You are my baby,
She is your queen!
But I love you so much,
Even though you're so mean.

You are a whetto rapper,
You think you got class?
After she dumps you,
You'll be kissin' my ass!

You are my slave
And now you're getting roasted!
Go to the kitchen,
I like my bread toasted.

I would slap you,
But where I come from we don't hit little girls.
I'll beat you with my rhymes, make you frown.
Ain't nobody got time for that, I'm like Sweet Brown.

Your white ass think you can rap
But really I use your raps to wipe after my last crap.
I think it's funny how you think you got game,
But all you got is straight up lame.

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