Isn't she lovely...
Look at this, look at this my friends!! Don't you love the meal that i've prepared for my friends tongiht?! I took the liberty of taking a fine piece of photography to capture the sultry tastes of my fine cuisine, and made it my background.
So... last night, went over to sir al's place and Char later joined us. I decided that the right time in my life had come, where I would write another rap song. So here's what I wrote:
Walkin' down da Bronx hilly streets,
Wonderin' where I can find some pussy treats.
Today do I want white, black, chink, paki or albino?
A Paki, yes, their fuck is as good as a rhino.
The way she uses her dots,
I wonder if I will find all the right spots?
Take off ya turban, baby.. I'ma make ya scream!
The way you feel its just like a dream.
..Yes, that was my first song. Then I wrote another one which goes something like this. Note: I am not acutally this racist. haha.
Fuckin' a different race every night.
Each n' every night, a different kinda delight.
SUNDAY is for the white,
I like to pretend I'm fucking Jesus up the ass.
Fuck you motherfucker!
Takin' a break on MONDAY while my cock and balls wash.
His asshole was just too holy for this shit.
TUESDAY is for the Albinies.
My best performance, I'll give this hoe the whinines.
But that's as far as I've gotten for this song... So whatever, good things take time. Anyways, so last night I wrote taht song... Then we decided that we hated the sign near Al's place, the stop sign in the middle of the road where there is no purpose for stopping.. Anyways, we tried for the longest time to sleal this sign but with no such luck. So we drove back to Al's place and tried to figure out another way to create some mischief. But we didn't. Instead, we decided we would play some Harry Potter: Chamber of Secrets on Sir Allen's xbox. We ended up staying up until 5 in the morning. Nice to meet you, you just met the biggest rebels of all time... Well at least this one of coarse.
Anyways, on with today!!! So Sir Al and I headed into the car (yes, i got the car, i know isn't it great... i know eh? really? ) and headed to Sistah Ambrose's place where we ate some Boston PIzza. It was alright, but pizza makes me nautious now.
Now it's time for me to stop writing because my life is dull.
So... last night, went over to sir al's place and Char later joined us. I decided that the right time in my life had come, where I would write another rap song. So here's what I wrote:
Walkin' down da Bronx hilly streets,
Wonderin' where I can find some pussy treats.
Today do I want white, black, chink, paki or albino?
A Paki, yes, their fuck is as good as a rhino.
The way she uses her dots,
I wonder if I will find all the right spots?
Take off ya turban, baby.. I'ma make ya scream!
The way you feel its just like a dream.
..Yes, that was my first song. Then I wrote another one which goes something like this. Note: I am not acutally this racist. haha.
Fuckin' a different race every night.
Each n' every night, a different kinda delight.
SUNDAY is for the white,
I like to pretend I'm fucking Jesus up the ass.
Fuck you motherfucker!
Takin' a break on MONDAY while my cock and balls wash.
His asshole was just too holy for this shit.
TUESDAY is for the Albinies.
My best performance, I'll give this hoe the whinines.
But that's as far as I've gotten for this song... So whatever, good things take time. Anyways, so last night I wrote taht song... Then we decided that we hated the sign near Al's place, the stop sign in the middle of the road where there is no purpose for stopping.. Anyways, we tried for the longest time to sleal this sign but with no such luck. So we drove back to Al's place and tried to figure out another way to create some mischief. But we didn't. Instead, we decided we would play some Harry Potter: Chamber of Secrets on Sir Allen's xbox. We ended up staying up until 5 in the morning. Nice to meet you, you just met the biggest rebels of all time... Well at least this one of coarse.
Anyways, on with today!!! So Sir Al and I headed into the car (yes, i got the car, i know isn't it great... i know eh? really? ) and headed to Sistah Ambrose's place where we ate some Boston PIzza. It was alright, but pizza makes me nautious now.
Now it's time for me to stop writing because my life is dull.