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Thursday, May 18, 2006

even ezekiel thinks that my mind is gone

Today's News:
General Hayden Seduces Senate Intelligence Committee

oops, i dropped my security briefing. i'll have to bend over and pick it up.

Thursday, May 04, 2006

everyone is saying gabbo this and gabbo that. but no one is saying worship this, and jericho that!

my hoodrats fatal, they not stable. i could be at a dinner table with union gabrielle, fine as hell, pierce in the naval. look at my rat like she act brand new, hey boo, hi you... yeah, cool. now tally-ho your ass back across the room. you see me with pocahontas, i aint tryin to be honarary, but honestly i aint tryin to be bothered. you got a brain, define honors in college. youd rather define how your knowledge in chronic. im tryin to step my game up a notch, bitch. your aim to cock block on my plot, bitch. she hot and youre not, so stop bitch. quit blowin up my motherfuckin spot, shit. how could you be here, why dont you leave here, i aint tryin to see you any time at my show. i got a piece here, you aint gotta speak there, you know how we get down on the low. you playin me cheap here, tonight i dont drink beer. i got a bottle so its time for you to go. yous the freak here, you dont know me here. shes a model, you my late-night ho. they chase me when they see me in the club with a look-alike stacy dash, they get mad. then they wanna brag and say already had him. he aint shit cuz he rap for mister mathers. plus 50 cents like 10 times badder. d12 shouldnta had him on they album. thats what i get just for stabbin them hos, they nag. when i pose with a chick with nice toes. yall knew ob before new hos, but since this a new ho, just act like ya never knew ob, boo. we still crew, we just the same. just not tonight, you dont know my name. how could you be here, why dont you leave here, i aint tryin to see you any time at my show. i got a piece here, you aint gotta speak there, you know how we get down on the low. you playin me cheap here, tonight i dont drink beer. i got a bottle so its time for you to go. yous the freak here, you dont know me here. shes a model, you my late-night ho. hey yo fellas, never get timid when a chicken is interferin when youre chillin with a chick who a ten. let her know the situation at hand and tell the bitch, go play with her friends. this is for the model that youre chillin with, hoodrats is often awful. my advice, keep your mouth on muffle. feistiness give em the right to snuff you, and you too pretty to scuffle. this is for the rats, go on with that, quit actin like you smokin that crack, cuz he pokin that chick. you aint ownin no shit, aint no rings on that finger, and every nigga in the hood aint triple-teamed her. how could you be here, why dont you leave here, i aint tryin to see you any time at my show. i got a piece here, you aint gotta speak there, you know how we get down on the low. you playin me cheap here, tonight i dont drink beer. i got a bottle so its time for you to go. yous the freak here, you dont know me here. shes a model, you my late-night ho.