| david stern razor burns |
04-06-2014 09:27 PM |
Back to the Future
@ Bags sister is a saint you savages, rash blisters on her taint, the scabby puss. Shits easy. Abracadabra. When I make this rabbit trick, kids see me. The main attraction in this game of rappin biz. A dangerous man with writtens, got the strangest mannerisms like a rapist has in prison. I’ll take a bat to Christian Bale’s face and bash to living hell, so when he wears the mask he gets it now, beware of bats, and frick the clowns. I’m Bruce Wayne’s butler with a toupee, fuckin groupies on an off day with a huge tray of lattes to keep the buzz goin dudes. There’s cocaine in my coffee cause I need the blood sugar boost. Got an unusual sweet tooth for sugar boobs, I’m like a saber tooth tiger on the loose for titty milk. I’m using sabermetric statistics to track me hitting poon. The rate of which is consistent. Perhaps I’ll get a room. I’m fappin in the nude, to fat chicks eating food, and fast forward the shitty bits to pass over the skinny chicks. Kinky shit. Cow-girls and Indians. It’s brown girls who really big, saying howdy folks while getting dicked. Brown-nosing, getting shit on. How could he say it???? Actually the alchemy’s basic. I’m just shitfaced on my balcony, wasted with a big case of alchy that I found in my basement. I’m pounding the pavement, so that would explain it. But never went for a walk. I passed out on the asphalt and hit my head on the block. Bled in the spot like a period, cause it’s ten o’clock in the evening and I’m getting bombed on the weekend. Seething, getting bothered and bleeding. Trying to think.. that’s why I drink: cause the medicine stops what I’m feeling. I’m like a kettle pot that’s screaming, letting off some steam and getting hot, the demon from hell will knock your teeth in. I’m never sober on a bender, sorta. Ready to take on any opponent you send me over. Type a cat to use a semicolon in my sentence homie. I’m Sammy Sosa on a slugfest boning; cause when the buttsex flowing, I tear the ass in half and leave em with a semi colon. Back slash exclamation, point being my text is doper. Than a low level enforcer, coke pedaling petty doper with 8 next of kin, actin straight Mexican in a Chevy Nova. All crammed in like some heavy rollers, in California buzzin' with the henny flowin. The style's enormous. Created more buzz in my last performance than a 100 thousand hornets in a massive forest. Class clown corny kid slash Valedictorian in a Delorean goin back to the future like a mothafuckin historian. |
