last laff

, fm 113.57 with today's up to date global news, in news today, the infamous rapper lil' rob, presumed to be dead for the past two years, apparently has only been held down by jealous haters, lil' rob releases a statement today stating, "you can't keep a good man down, and i will have the last laugh", haha, aqui estoy, yo no me voy, lingolado, yo soy un malo, i be the vato that you follow, you're barking up the wrong tree, swing swing like a chango, beat you like a bango, send you where the wrong go, al vando lado, but no one like my song go, look up in the sky, it's a bird it's a plane, no, it's lil' rob flying high, stimulating my brain, assimilate the fame, accumulate my feria, make sure i stay ahead of ya, look back and i'll laugh at ya, cuz all you vatos swear you got some kind of steelo, simon you're pretty bad but you ain't bad like me though, latino, eyes like a chino from smoking weed though everywhere that we go, they say "oh man there he go, the vato wearing the shades and the long chivo", guess who, you pinche levas got me dying, dying of laughter, you think it's funny, we'll see who's still laughing after, you're not on the same page, not even the same chapter, you shouldn't have been a rapper, you should have been an actor, you pinche levas got me dying, dying of laughter, you think it's funny, we'll see who's still laughing after, you're not on the same page, not even the same chapter, i'm gonna laugh last, i'll have the last laugh, you heard a lot about you huh?, well was it good shit or bad shit?, i bet you twenty bones that it was some bad shit, but that doesn't even matter though, cuz any publicity is good publicity, as long as they mention me, i must be doing something right, but they ain't doing nothing right, i'm making sure that i'm busting tight, now everybody wanna be, hey holmes you heard lil' rob's new jam? he's talking shit about me, whoa, whoa, whoa, don't flatter yourself, later on you're gonna look back at yourself, and be all mad at yourself, for acting like a little girl, chavala, roll the fuck up, you try too much, you need to slow the fuck up, hold the fuck up, shut the fuck up, silence is golden like the daytons that i'm rolling around the town that i'm patrolling, the town i live in is lonely, it's lonely but i still won't cry, it's just me, myself, and i, i walk up on the scene with my white sneakers, my big ass levis, my big ass t-shirt and look around to see who i see, the same fucking people who can't see me, you can close your eyes, it's getting kind of rough, you can open your eyes, they're still not wide enough, to even catch a sneek peek or peek a boo of what the lil' rob is all about, when i leave they all follow out, lil' rob be the one of a kind, with the one of a kind mind, most of the time i can't find mine, you ask me how i'm doing and i still say that i'm fine, walking on that fine line, no time on my time line, who left the door open? your time just ran out, as for patience, well mine just ran out, and i got nothing left to do but to sit back patiently, to make sure you continue hating me,