You can fire bullets, but you can't stop mine.
Congrats bitch, I'd take my hat off to you, but I don't wear hats biTCH.
What's the matter Mister Eacker, feelin' hurt now you bastard? You shouldn't have talked shit, spread so much slander you cancer you wanna run away now? yoU CAN'T SIR.
I beat you down motherfucker until your eyes are starry You may not apologize but you're about to be sorry.
wait fuck he shot me
fuck you george