Modest - Letter from Anonymous lyrics

Hey Modest your mixtape's a tad long With all these words you bleed out of you mouth grab a tampon Please padlock all your sad songs Suffocate yourself with the pillow you cry on with the lights on Somehow time our nikon To flash at the very moment you die on I got an idea go grab your scion Crash into an abyss and burst into flames Dylon Cause you piss and moan like Thelma and Louise Go ahead and get your bread, talk about some new piece I'll stab you in the aorta, you fake surfboarder I'd rather listen to Joe Porter about being a snowboarder He's a better liar, and he can escape the fire He and walka flocka flames walked across a flock of flames Call it rites of pa**age, not rhymes froma f*ggot Not some hipster doofus, who raps like mister clueless I wish it was DMX beating you in the boxing ring You're whiter than a minor league hockey team You're a hip hop theme gone ponzi scheme Without the money, what a co*ky dream You out of all people, underneath a church steeple Please bro, you don't deserve the steelo You Pesci from Casino, you haven't seen the whole movie Dive into a sinkhole, yours truly You need to die Before you touch the mic You're living such a lie You're living such a lie I saw you on 106 and park Wanna chop you up into pieces and feed to a shark Oh hire badger and skinny pete to shhot you in the dark Now you're back Christianity by using Noah's ark Have you realized your music has touched no one's heart In a song you made a reference to Mozart You can't even name a symphony, no sympathy After you sampled breakfast at Tiffany's Another movie you missed, I'm truly pissed And you have the balls to say you're a film enthusiast Why;d you put your hair in corn rows You can't deliver you Digornio's, female hormones By the way I riddled this letter with Anthrax And a list of uncredited band tracks Happy birthday you hit 21 black jack See comedians never get the last laugh Chorus