keys disses nicki minaj

keys disses nicki minaj

A Poem by shakira

i was on da motha****** youtube,had my lil nephew,tryna find em blues clues,then i seen something bout a new lil rap b****,told em hold tight i jus had to click that s***,then im like my s*** must got a virus,this is not a rap b****,this is miley cyrus,must be something wrong,cause da speakers is playin s***,but she on da second verse,still not sayin s***,then im like ohhh my s*** actin right its jus dis b*** simply not rappin right,see i was layin low yall,i was on my trap s***,puttin it off ill get back to da rap s***,imma let em simmer and hit em wit da fire,but i aint know the need was dis moth****** dyer,i aint know yall was listening to dese faking a** birds and s***,i aint know they was makin up words in s***,but its cool we loadin up da black trucks,we ridein out first stop goin be dat sl**,f*** 5 stars tell'em keys in da galaxy,the rap games hungry tell'em that im calories,im sneezing at dese b******,fake chikens is an allergy,i dont get gift n****s put meh on da salary,now who is gon' pop off,go hard not soft,i used ya last mix tape to wipe my neice snot off,i am an infection how u gon stop it,im all up in ya bloodstream no antibiotics,they like keys drop it,im like naw pop s***,swagger is galactic imma need a rocket,if b****** wan' respond then i think they shouldnt leave their brains more gelatinous than banana puddin,but see i aint gonna talk abbout it,cops gon draw some chalk about it,these birds aint bout s*** they jus gon squawk about it,if u wan' try meh,you know where to find meh,ill be in my den eatin b****** where the lions be,i saw the come up b**** i never felt yo,your a harajuka barbie then im gonna melt ya,she sound stupid,who da f*** talks like dat,you not hard you'll get killed round dese parks like dat,f*** tryna get shine off ya name,imma moth******* bully i aint worried bout da fame,but i dont see another rap b*** around to pick on you say you plastic perfect to s*** da s*** on,im speakin 4 da hood they say u whack im sorry,imma grown a** women wat i need wit a barbie,when i did play wit toys it was nines and glocks,it was no polly in my pocket i was toatin dem rocks,and wen dem boys tried to play im like no u dumb,i was chasing big s*** they money was too young,and if u think about poppin i will smash u stop,ya bars is inexistent like the gats you got,and that s*** sound faker than that a** you got,im keys wat good is that gettin latches locked,when you thought that you killed every b**** in the spot,keys was in the parking lot loadin the glock,when you came out the door finished gluein ya weve in  keys ran up on dat a** b**** you aint leavin,haa like ahha i jus single handedly like made more sence then she did in like..............ALL OF HER MIXTAPES!!!hahahahaha ha hahahaha

© 2010 shakira


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Added on April 14, 2010
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shakira
shakira

newport news, VA



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my name is shakira and i attend richneck elementary school and i play basketball,i like soccer,double dutch,and cheerleading. more..

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