Dec 02, 2005 01:26
So Heres the Kings mating call,
Ill scream it in Ebonics while you watch me fall.
Sometimes, you get punched in, The Chest
And Sometimes, that’s just for, The Best
Give me a huge hit in my grill
just to hear me shrill.
Then ill Get curb stomped, via el Compton romp
With Some sweet new Nike dunks
that put my sweet teeth into convenient chunks.
Heres the call, to all
Those myspace metalcore sluts,
who can never seem to keep their snakebit mouths shut.
Drink your hard liquor recklessly,
And get your daily portion of the weed.
If your not all over the coke,
your not even gonna get the slightest poke.
Then all the fun will seem to start,
stabbings, beatings, and a broken heart.
If you make it through all of the above,
stand on the ledge and ill give you a little shove.
And when you land,
get ready for a swinging hand,
Because I like my girls with black eyes,
the kind that make sweet love and apple pies.
Sincerely Trindle,
::(: 8==D :)::