Monday, April 18, 2011

ready N I'll need 2 Hold on tight

lockjaw, get raw, no mo blowin smoke n in need of a funny joke, fo tha cuckold. i've been sold n sold n sold n rolled. now sumthin smells like nasty mold.
can't hide no more or b such a pimp-whore. gotta start workin tryin 2 find my true j'adore. no more of this more more more. nonsense, i dont remember half of it. cuz i b sick wit it. tha get wit it. n twist wit it. ends up being a rip in my knit. cuz imma nitwit n i gotta stop rollin like dat. gone way past tha welcum mat. so here i finally am, ready 2 blam blam blam. blam thru, i gotta get used to it ooo.
one day den tha next, if u keep up on ur stretch one day u'll flex.
n then u'll run,
once again towards tha sun. get outta my static haze maze of a daze b4 i get myself tazed n razed, not in a nice way, no not in tha right way. so u gotta push thru tha static haze maze n c (hoo am i?) on the other side--let's call it paradise. yea gotta find my own ride. n jus keep my pace n stride...

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

BITCHHH SHHHHH BITCHHHHH!! it's a dog, gone

SPAY N SPRAY BITCH MY "TAN", BIYOTCH. U LOOK LIKE AN ORANGE SASQUASH, WITOUT THA SASS. BITCH IMMUNA SLAP YO PHAT A$$. MHMM, U TINK I'M CRASS BUT FEEL ME N I'M JUS LIKE BRASS. HARDER HARDER HARDER, BIYOTXCH L;ET'S GET RETARDEDURRRR, BLUR....R U SCURRED?
iT'S OK. I NO U R, IT'S OK. I NO U SCARRED. JUST LOOK, ERRYBODY'S LUNGS GOT TAR. BLAR BLAR BLAR. MISSY NO UR BIZARE. BIZNESS CARDS FOR WUT BIZNIZ U GOT? WE'LL I B SELLIN SUMTIM. SUMTHIN LIKE YESH U ALREADY NO. I DANCE N U C, WUT I GOT IS SO SO PRETTY. LIKE LOOK AT DEM POINTY TITTIES. BITCH PUHLEAZUGH, SUMBODY SLAP ME. B4 I RAT ON THEE. HAHAHA...CRAZY FOOLS, I DON EVEN NO WUT 2 DO WIT UZ. BUT IF I RUN IN2 UZ I FEEL. I FEEL 2. 2 COMPELLED TO ROCKET MY CROTCH N PUT A SOCK IN UR MOUTH. BUT I WONT, I JUS TOUCH MYSELF, IN THA MIDDLE OF THA ROAD. N I'LL GIVE YA A SHOW....ONCE AGAIN, U DON EVEN NO.


SO SO SO, I'M GONNA BLOW MY MIND. HOW MANY TIMES? TREE THOUSAND TIMES? SUXXX, U NO? no no no u don't. but i did n now my jaw is bout to fall thru tha flooor. rite as i knocked up yo door. yo shit is poppin out summore! nah nah, i ain't a whore. jus got a lil problem with sum fixations. or shuld i say titilation? yea, y not. cheshire cat noes i get dwn lik dat. yea sum catz r dwn wit dat. i got madd respect for whateva rlly oughta hav it. sh sh sh shag wit it. n den u get 2 t-t-t-t-taste it. Makin noises, above tha sheets. just waitin fo u to rev yo beats. up in me. ur dingdong oh so pretty. no don't suk my titties...jus get wit me. mo n mo n mo n mo. once again, not a whore....jus an open door. open mind, open up my shrine....and u will c....ur desitiny...in so many noises. i keep on makin noises. how do i stop?

stop drop n roll///i don't think so, i'll end up on tha flooor, jus waitin 2 b exxxplored.