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KyokugenKiss

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  1. you guys are fucked up, but perhaps they will say the same when you die

     

    as for MJ i will remember him as a insane but brilliant entertainer and philanthropist

     

    he's dead leave it be.

     

     

    out of all my childhood icons to have passed away i sorta wish Hulk Hogan gone first

  2. i felt like keeping it ghetto and local today

    (btw, the term chewy is a blunt with weed and cocaine)

     

     

     

     

    Gettin' in where I fit in, right?

    What that deuce deuce poppin' like?

    Baby, I like the way you work that tongue

    You had a don't care nigga for 3 weeks sprung

    It's the game, the muthafucka calls my name

    Product made of yola cuz the rules don't change

    The prettiest thing is new white wall tires

    I shoulda been a lawyer, cuz I'm such a good liar

    Kill dosia style, brain child in a beanie

    God fear a nigga under pressure and greedy

    Microphone cops steady fuckin' off my dealings

    Even when I'm workin' muthafuckas think I'm chillin'

    Recruitin' like the army, or even the marines

    Some get rejected like black jelly beans

    I'm on the scene in my jeans, smokin' weed from a sac

    Muthafucka, where you at? I got cocaine raps

     

    Ya hardcore CB4 uproar made a nice comeback, but didn't touch my score

    A Farrakhan listener, white world prisoner

    My frisk down is just like the state pen for visitors

    Ghetto red hots, guns, crack and macks, fly clubs, no love and cocaine raps

    Spendin' ways incredible, money untraceable

    Tiga's start to jack when the dope ain't available

    Baby you talk too much, pass the blunt

    I'm tryin' to give your fine ass the raw and uncut

    I got no time to be a crybaby fool

    Forgive me, but they got me packin' pocket tools

     

    Fresh out say fuck 'em, yeah, I made a gang of raps

    Smokin' weed in a rental with the gangsta tracks

    Straight chewy, and a nigga got a gang of pride

    Check the battle or the struggle through my Chinese eyes

    Had to tighten up the fade, got my murder 1 shades

    Still tryin' to fuck them freaks from my highschool days

    B. Adams, do you still love me?

    Cuz ya first born is strugglin' and it's hard to stay drug free

    Cock back loaded and about to explode

    Like the 12 story 'jects, bitch I'm outta control

    Alpine reliant, police defiant, Kentucky Fried and Popeye's #1 client

    Two peice pings n rice allspice

    N an RX-7 cuttin through'a da night

    I Represent the look like the great Sam Cook

    Put a star by every freak in my true black book

    Clutch tight fist pumped way in the air, pagan,

    you dealin' with a microphone bear

    Tear, pear, glare, where?, stare, check it, I don't care

     

    I just can't quit, shit, the rap game fanatic

    Tryna stay calm with a mad weed habit

    Cussin' and fussin' at 100 degrees,

    I think like a blind thief with the vision of g's

    Chewy used to do me, listen to Ice-T

    Ya lookin' at a nigga who wish he was drug free

    But nigga that's a dream in another life

    So until then my last word is re-light

  3. if they had brought back Edward Furlong, it might have felt right, and been watchable

    really?

     

    furlongmd4.jpg

    HAHA, but really, he could have went on one of those hollywood diets and been in shape for the movie.

     

     

    he was already thin at the time of T3, in fact, he did a crappy revival of the Crow in '05

  4. it is, i forgot the exact stats, but it has something higher than a 80% addiction rate, so if you ever did it, your as good as fuct, or do it once but the craving would always be there

     

    im sort of glad that i've seen what it does to other people (and their mouths) its kept me far away from that junk as possible

  5. Freedom or jail, clips inserted, a baby's bein born

    Same time my man is murdered, the beginning and end

    As far as rap go, it's only natural, I explain

    My plateau, and also, what defines my name

    First it was Nasty, but times have changed

    Ask me now, I'm the artist, but hardcore, my science for pain

    I spent time in the game, kept my mind on fame

    Saw fiends shoot up, and do lines of cocaine

    Saw my close friends shot, flatline am I sane?

    That depends, carry Mac-10's to practice my aim

    On rooftops, tape cd covers to trees

    Line the barrel up with your weak picture then squeeze

    Street scriptures for lost souls, in the crossroads

    To the corner thugs hustlin for cars that cost dough

    To the big dogs livin large, takin it light

    Pushin big toys, gettin nice, enjoyin your life

    is what you make it, suicide, few try to take it

    Belt tied around they neck in jail cells naked

    Heaven and hell, rap legend, presence is felt

    And of course N - A - S are the letters that spell . . .

     

     

    Planets in orbit, line em up with the stars

    Tarot cards, you can see the pharaoh Nas!

  6. ive experimented with a few, by my drugs of choice have always marijuana (strictly dark purple colored grapes, in fact, i dont smoke any green colored weed at all!!!)

    and pure cocaine (normally peruvian)

     

    im not one to glamorize drugs but i've had some of the best times of my life on cocaine (i was externally in the best shape of my life, and generally just had more fun )

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