Random Thoughts 17

The Microphone Molester
Machete undresser
Stupid dope fresh tight shit resurrector
Top gun yeah Mon best of the best of
The living MC peace and rester'
Successor, the flexor gunna'
The make fun of the adversary make run of
Make sum of cold with rhymes that spit
Kick in gifted, lifted, delinquent 'wit
I be the prophet, my hand
Top it, stop it, felt like rockin when I rock it
Locked it down with this perverse verse
Every fuckin' curse I burst to hurt
Move crowds physical fitness rhymes
Coke heads couldn't do my lines
Decorated like Christmas pines, my battalion rocks
Emcees become silhouettes of shock

Hit the dirt
Because the words I spit will do more than just rip your shirt
I'll bitch slap your soul
Get back the track control
You coming at me?
You can't hack it though
So ridiculous
Watching my crew get sick with this
Wickedness
Pitchin’ this
Lyrical viciousness
To crews and cliques
Maiden, men, and mistresses
This is my life
The twilight, the fight night
And trying to see nothing but the highlights
When I write
These eyes on horizons
Die for my son, cry, wrong, on to Krylon
Fire on, rude men telekinetically
Esoterically beats become a clarity
Feel verities, heroism, and heresy
And sever every Emcee I see with severity

 

I should have known it was too good to be true. What a piece of trash. -_-

 

So give me all your poison
And give me all your pills
And give me all your hopeless hearts
And make me ill
You're running after something
That you'll never kill
If this is what you want
Then fire at will

Damn I love this song.

 

I hate it.
I hate it.
I hate it.
When you say the truth.

 

i must be losing my mind...why issit so cold suddenly

 

Frank Calliendo's John Madden Impression kills me everytime

 

"Well, if the—if the—if the quarterback—if the quarterback throws it, and the receiver—if he—if the receiver catches—catches the football in the—in the endzone, then that's gonna—that's gonna—then that's gonna—th-that's gonna—bow wow wow yippie yo yippy yay—then that's gonna be a touchdown."

I love Caliendo's impressions. His Madden one is spot-the-fuck-on though.

 

i want to go outside but its dark

 

I iz back

Anything interesting happened?

 

hooray for rain.
I met Saliva's guitar players and drummer last night
I also met Shinedowns singer

 

I hope you're getting this
'Cause I don't know when I've been this good

 

Caliendo is one of the most talented impressionists I've ever seen, plus he's freaking hilarious. Him and Robin Williams constantly have me in stitches.

 

I'm so bored... *headdesk*

 

You've got to be fucking kidding me. I hate the fucking government. I'm not getting a stimulus check because my parents filed their taxes claiming me as a dependent. I really needed that money, too, for fuck's sake.

 

I can't believe I am listening to my parents and going to the friggin' Colonnade next Wednesday to sell my soul. I can't say no because they will friggin' yell at me and think I'm hopeless. I'm tired that I cannot have a sure say on my own life and future. Motherfuck.

 

Holy crap, I love With Blood Comes Cleansing. They're so odd

 

Yeah. And my father doesn't get my 300 because i'm over 16. so that 300 went poof as well.

Shit sucks.

(will this merge?)

edit- nope. didnt merge. my b.

 

Yeah. It's fucking stupid how they made a big deal about it but then half the people who really need the money aren't even getting their checks.

 

Nobody in my family has gotten their stimulus checks either. It's bullshit.