toronto. vancouver. portland.
they call me boy boy around here. i got the fiends happy joy joy around here. with that boy boy all year. im a hustla baby. and you are just a customer, maybe. i bust at your lady. im nothing but crazy. shit. im thugging and mobbing. you shucking and jiving. shit. im buggin and riding. you ducking and hiding. bitch. im mugging and robbing. where the fuck is your dollars kid? fuck yo spot. ill...
i gotta get my cake up. see all i eat is dough. im a dangerous motherfucker. watch your feet. your toes. ill bang this motherfucker. if you cant keep it closed. thats your mouth im talking bout. stop jumping out your face! for i have a hundred buckshots jumping out your face! one shot will knock your girlfriend scrunchie out of place. tony dungy. i dont play. i coach. ho. i...
take out the wrapper. sit it on the stove. break a gram off. and put it in my bitch nose. she tell me how it feel. shes numb. shes froze. bitch! wake up. and help me. cook these o’s.
pan it! cant understand it? ban it! the underhanded ranted. planned it and left them stranded. the best. any who profess. will be remanded! yes sir. request permission. to be candid. granted! i dont think we can handle. a style so rancid! he flipped it like madlib. did the old jazz standard!
ohhhhhhhh. they dont knowwww. as muchhhh. he thinkss. they knowwww. that whatttt. he drinksss. drainooo. rat buttttt. she winkssss. rainnbowowooowsss.
i scribble all out of line. when i drew up a self portrait. ran all out of space. and found me. in another orbit. more importantly tho. he wasnt late for the interview. kissed the interviewers hand. we werent properly introduced. they danced through topics. while skimming the truth. skinny dipping in each others. optical visions. nude. she threw the magazine. cos she said she knew the...