Drun 'N' Bass
hey hey all how goes it.... once again i am here on mad caffien and i feel like getting down with the jet clown. ...... whats new whats new ... i guest ive got nothing cept for the fact that im raging and content.... for the past month ive party whicked fucking hard.. i remember party hoping night after night for like 7 to 12 days in a row or some crap like that i dont even know... ive been out to boston i got a great new boy friend... hold up let me upload.....
his name is maxwell and ive been friend with him for about a year and a half and i ended up leaving greg for him and i know its a great choice... i still love greg but sometimes shit just happens..... because life is like a box of chocolates. this boy is fucking beautiful, smart, mature, and can handle my intensities. i actualy have a six pack from laughing soo hard with him..... my friends like him and his friends like me .... i really cant ask for more right now.....
as for the events
ive been hitting up drum n bass a lot ... speaking of which new years eve at the waterfront taveeeeeeeern yeahahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh .... i wanna go but i have a feeling i might get stage fright and not want to be at my uncles bar drunk..... man i really just feel like typing for some reason ... i have a lot to say and no where to put it ....... im like an atomic bomb running from lifes gripes and grapes from the crate of which i birth hail down deep
how many miles must a man walk down before he begins to cry
ok
ready to flow
when im rappin it
like a pakage
with giant bows
cage or rows
simltaniously elbowed
obliviously previously engaged on page of rage
because my life simple.
growing no pimples
proactive has got the perspective
to react to the criples
that we sample
in a smuther
in dirty violant weather
and so neatly stapled
right back together
then when storms uproar
hopefully for the score
but its rare
when you give a care
or cause
pack in your gause
hopefully life
has got you unthawed
or maybe
your just a flaw
the breaking of the system
encripted bowly below
or maybe people
are just doing to much
yay yo.
when the blow
gets ahold
just apart you've gorwn
and no one knows
why your sniffin your nose
so stop and grow
maybe your tiff isnt so tough
quit the bullshit
i'll give you rough
only if you think
you can live up to my stuff
im calling all of you out on your bluff
sprawling you out on top of the ruff
so the aliens can eat you
burn you alive.
i dont give a fuck
how hard
your trying to survive
maybe i'll hide
with a few more lines
of integrity
for me about me
my depths cant be seen
theres no viseen kid that'll cure your jamacan jelly bean
i fien kid for the wisdom of vision
its like the perfect come
back to reality from the cadacomes
cadacism right below
cercumsision
becasue of fuckin blinding baligerant vision
im sick of this nation of fucking useless begins
wake up smell the freedom ring
not the bling bling
run run
ive bearly begun the impact
and dont turn yourself against the phrat
or i'll slice your neck
from front to back.
thats all you got
i braught it
ive got a nack
but you need a tick tack.
his name is maxwell and ive been friend with him for about a year and a half and i ended up leaving greg for him and i know its a great choice... i still love greg but sometimes shit just happens..... because life is like a box of chocolates. this boy is fucking beautiful, smart, mature, and can handle my intensities. i actualy have a six pack from laughing soo hard with him..... my friends like him and his friends like me .... i really cant ask for more right now.....
as for the events
ive been hitting up drum n bass a lot ... speaking of which new years eve at the waterfront taveeeeeeeern yeahahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh .... i wanna go but i have a feeling i might get stage fright and not want to be at my uncles bar drunk..... man i really just feel like typing for some reason ... i have a lot to say and no where to put it ....... im like an atomic bomb running from lifes gripes and grapes from the crate of which i birth hail down deep
how many miles must a man walk down before he begins to cry
ok
ready to flow
when im rappin it
like a pakage
with giant bows
cage or rows
simltaniously elbowed
obliviously previously engaged on page of rage
because my life simple.
growing no pimples
proactive has got the perspective
to react to the criples
that we sample
in a smuther
in dirty violant weather
and so neatly stapled
right back together
then when storms uproar
hopefully for the score
but its rare
when you give a care
or cause
pack in your gause
hopefully life
has got you unthawed
or maybe
your just a flaw
the breaking of the system
encripted bowly below
or maybe people
are just doing to much
yay yo.
when the blow
gets ahold
just apart you've gorwn
and no one knows
why your sniffin your nose
so stop and grow
maybe your tiff isnt so tough
quit the bullshit
i'll give you rough
only if you think
you can live up to my stuff
im calling all of you out on your bluff
sprawling you out on top of the ruff
so the aliens can eat you
burn you alive.
i dont give a fuck
how hard
your trying to survive
maybe i'll hide
with a few more lines
of integrity
for me about me
my depths cant be seen
theres no viseen kid that'll cure your jamacan jelly bean
i fien kid for the wisdom of vision
its like the perfect come
back to reality from the cadacomes
cadacism right below
cercumsision
becasue of fuckin blinding baligerant vision
im sick of this nation of fucking useless begins
wake up smell the freedom ring
not the bling bling
run run
ive bearly begun the impact
and dont turn yourself against the phrat
or i'll slice your neck
from front to back.
thats all you got
i braught it
ive got a nack
but you need a tick tack.