IM A WHITE BOY BUT MY NECK IS RED I PUT MIRACLE WHIP ON MY WONDER BREAD.MY FACE IS PALE I AINT EVER BEEN IN JAIL. ME AND BUFFY SPEND EVERY WINTER IN VALE. HOW MANY BITCHES HAVE I SLAPPED-- ZERO. UNH AND MARTHA STEWART HAPPENS TO BE MY HERO. I GREW UP ON A FARM AND I WAS BORN WITH NO RHYTHM. DR PHIL'S MY UNCLE AND I LIKE TO HANG WITH HIM.I CANT DANCE. I WEAR KHAKI PANTS. MY MIDDLE NAME IS LANCE AND MY GRANDMAS FROM FRANCE.SO MAYBE IM WACK BECAUSE MY SKIN AINT BLACK ..BUT YOU CANT SAY SMACK CAUSE WHITEY JUST STRUCK BACK.......
i worked hard on that... u guys r hurtin my feelins...
check it check it... one two one two...
ima bout to bless u w a few bars... and bottles... i got those... carros... w spinnin hupcaps... i rock those... fake timberlands... from payless... ive been had those... i collect unemployment... no doubt yo... i hiphop huneys but i fcuk the uglies...
i worked hard on that... u guys r hurtin my feelins...
check it check it... one two one two...
ima bout to bless u w a few bars... and bottles... i got those... carros... w spinnin hupcaps... i rock those... fake timberlands... from payless... ive been had those... i collect unemployment... no doubt yo... i like hiphop huneys but i fcuk the uglies... no doubt buddie... chillin alone... like a roadie...
yo once again im back on the forum i created may things stated not many defined lyrical sympathy for those that try to abolish me its all vitiated with public nonsense hurry up and fix the act you urinary tract... infection. disection. of pigs at school that reminede me of the ones from the school dissekting them was cool i didnt even drool over the little pigg skins my life filled with sin i cant begin to end its just that.... this keyboards my friend
i got peruvian cocane playing in the b ground not the battle grounds.... the back GROUND..... the ^^utha fuc7in droooo!!! so.... 95 percent thc. 5 percent get away from me i cant breathe largate guey.
no !!!vente voy a rapear en ingles. sin barreras sin banderas con las gueyas en la playa una raya un ollo tapate tus oidos. lets go see those finer beers in the refrigerator the generater that only produces bullsh*t laws like... no graffiti no underage drinking no smoking no shoes no service
maybe i went a little to far gimme a car so i can drive to the land of FUNNYTHINGS wat do u bring i bring everything just as long as i can sing
hatred revolves around your environments at a rate of too much grab a bunch of cookies and lets head for the south because the herb is forcing this school.
i worked hard on that... u guys r hurtin my feelins...
check it check it... one two one two...
ima bout to bless u w a few bars... and bottles... i got those... carros... w spinnin hupcaps... i rock those... fake timberlands... from payless... ive been had those... i collect unemployment... no doubt yo... i hiphop huneys but i fcuk the uglies...
FAKE TIMBS???WHAT THE f**k...LOL...NO EVEN MY MOM BUYS FROM PAYLESS...CRACK!
JOTONEROCKSFIKIR!
KIR CREW!! KEEPIN IT REAL FIK!! f**kIN IS KONTAGIOUS!
i wanna rap
Posted - 06/24/2005 : 6:26:41 PM
...CRACK!