Mr. Good Deeds not even smart enough to read,
everytime he's drivin, his bike cant even go full speed.
His lifes a joke, one poor bloke
cant even afford to pay for a bottle of Coke.
When you see him on the streets, tell him he reaks
Breath smells like vomit, always slurs when he speaks
He's always sittin on the sidewalk, no shoes and one sock
Don't ask him even for a nickle, he's too big of a joke to mock.
Lives on the streets of RS tryin to rap
And when night comes, hes too depressed to fap
Poor old man, you're gonna die a sap.
To keep pushing your strife, you're just crap
I wish i could help you get a better life
But homey, I'm just chillin here with your ex-wife
She says your a loser, always a boozer
And when it comes to love, you never could ruse her
And heres the end of this lil rhyme
of how there was never a time
Where your life was better than slime
It's so horrible, it should be considered a crime
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Edit: Grr, iSweetAroma, you beat me to him
18-Jun-2011 22:08:06
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18-Jun-2011 23:37:49
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Nat1 CHA Chk
