Feb 27, 2010

Je fume de gros morceaux de merde comme vous pour le déjeuner, vache stupide.**

actin like its no game but i know they like to play; &unlike them sneaky sluts, i've got codes they can't help but obey.
up up down right L & then X; just like that, i made 'em think it was their idea to have sex.


"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others."

J'étais assise avec ma blunt à la main et je me suis rendu compte que je préférerais t'avoir toi dans la main.
(I was sitting here holding a blunt and I realized I'd rather be holding you.)

** I smoke fat pieces of shit like you for breakfast, stupid cow.

Stay True

You are pretty as a picture and we'd love to hang you.

I'm just a love pirate lookin' for some booty.

I think a duck's opinion of me is highly dependent upon whether or not I have bread.

define: Mastermind
Masterminds are rare, comprising of no more than one percent of the population. Although they are highly capable leaders, Masterminds are not at all eager to take command, preferring to stay in the background until others demonstrate their inability to lead. Masterminds do not feel bound by established rules and procedures, and traditional authority does not impress them. Only ideas that make sense to them are adopted; those that don't, aren't, no matter who thought of them. They verbalize the positive and avoid comments of a negative nature; they are more interested in moving an organization forward than dwelling on mistakes of the past.

"Doobidoob. A bit tired, maybe. Best not to say more. Bedways is rightways now, so best we go homeways + get a bit of spatchka. Right, right?"

mental floss prevents moral decay

when i say bitch jump, yeah thats what youll do

"The word of the day is legs. Let's go back to my crib and spread the word."

Over and over, drunk or sober, from October to October
I steadily feel like I'm gettin knocked over
And all the money in the world, don't make it better
And a whole bottle of alcohol, don't make it wetter
With a blur and a slur I'm still callin ya name
And on top of this drama you add fame? Wild


bitch youll have better luck tryna find 2 pac than me buyin you somethin off the ice cream truck

Drunk as hell but no throwin up
Half way home and my pager still blowin up
Today I didn't even have to use my A.K.
I gotta say it was a good day

Feb 26, 2010

I Go For Glory

I did what i felt and i felt what i did, at all costs

Feb 22, 2010

Feb 20, 2010

Life is too short, so love the one you got, because you might get runover and you might get shot!


If i ask you for sex, will you give me the same answer as the answer to this question?

or horny.

Good evening, and welcome to Eazy's playhouse, you stupid muthafuckaaaaaa!

"Damn, why don't you pump this shit up so it could fuck up my eardrums a little bit!"

I'm the one there admirin' a bad mouth nigga on the violent tip. I catch you talkin' some shit and I'mma bust your lip

Eazy and Ren is fuckin' it up again schemin' up a plot before we begin cause niggaz like to stare like a bitch sometimes they say how can them niggaz have some a hell of a rhyme It's simple tell 'em what we mean when the two baddest muthafuckaz step on the scene

Hitting my switches, collect from my bitches The money that I make so I can add to my riches Fill my stash box and start rubbing my gat Feeling good as hell because my pockets are fat A hardcore villian cold roaming the streets And wit a homie like Dre just supplying the beats

Because I'm a gansta having fun
Never leave the pad without packing a gun
Hitting hard as fuk, I make you ask what was it
Boy you should have known by now, Eazy duz it


"I figure if a girl wants to be a legend, she should go ahead and be one." (calamity jane)

i like nonsense, it wakes up the brain cells. fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living, it's a way of looking at life through the wrong end of a telescope.

"If you obey all the rules you miss all the fun." (katharine hepburn)

Once on a yellow piece of paper with green lines he wrote a poem and he called it “chops” because that was the name of his dog and that’s what it was all about and his teacher gave him an A and a gold star and his mother hung it on the kitchen door and read it to his aunts. That was the year father Tracy took all the kids to the zoo and he let them sing on the bus and his little sister was born with tiny fingernails and no hair and his mother and father kissed a lot and the girl around the corner sent him a valentine signed with a row of X’s and he had to ask his father what the X’s meant and his father tucked him in bed at night and was always there to do it.Once on a piece of white paper with blue lines he wrote a poem and he called it “Autumn” because that was the name of the season and that’s what it was all about and his teacher gave him an A and asked him to write more clearly and his mother never hung it on the kitchen door because of its new paint and the kids told him that father Tracy smoked cigars and left butts on the pews and sometimes they would burn holes. That was the year his sister got glasses with thick lenses and black frames and the girls around the corner laughed when he asked to go see Santa Claus and the kids told him why his mother and father kissed a lot and his father never tucked him in bed at night and father got mad when he cried for him to do it.Once on a piece of paper torn from his notebook he wrote a poem and he called it “innocence: A question” because that was the question about his girl and that what it was all about and his professor gave him an A and a strange, steady look and his mother never hung it on the kitchen door because he never showed her. That was the year that father Tracy died and he forgot how the end of the Apostles Creed went and he caught his sister making out on the back porch and his mother and father never kissed or even talked and the girl around the corner wore too much makeup that made him cough when he kissed her but he kissed her anyway because that was the thing to do and at three AM he tucked himself into bed, his father snoring soundly.That’s why on the back of a brown paper bag he tried another poem and he called it “Absolutely Nothing” because that’s what it was really all about and he gave himself an A and a slash on each damned wrist and he hung it on the bathroom door because this time he didn’t think he could reach the kitchen.

* ready for anything

I feel like a million tonight. But one at a time.

so concisely, musically we are the herb so sit back and light me, inhale. my style is kinda fat reminescent of a whale.

"I find you attractive. Your aggressive moves toward me... indicates that you feel the same way. But still, ritual requires that we continue with a number of platonic activities... before we have sex. I am proceeding with these activities, but in point of actual fact, all I really want to do is have intercourse with you as soon as possible."

"How big is the universe?" "Infinite." "How do you know?" "I know because all the data indicates it's infinite." "But it hasn't been proven yet." "No." "You haven't seen it." "No." "How do you know for sure?" "I don't, I just believe it." "It's the same with love I guess."

you can try to bomb me, analyze but cant define me. my minds divine, heavely entwined with ghandis. far from feeble, i leave your nostrils hard to breathe through cuz my cerebrals are more of a higher plane than the hebrews. my mic devotion brings out my deepest emotions, overdosing wannabes posing, sending them throug...h convulsions too hard to follow. you took a bite but couldnt swallow.

I don't care about safe sex... what about safe love? Now thaaats a dangerous disease. Its been spreadin like the plague, but no medicine can cure you once you're lovesick. I wish they made a condom for that.

its still the same old story, a fight for love and glory, a case of do or die.. the world will always welcome lovers, as time goes by.

you' be much less of a fat ass if you ran like your mouth

there are just two rules for success: one, never tell everything you know.

"Go into the world and do well. But more importantly, go into the world and do good."

No one'll remember you if you're just another fish in the sea; the trick is to be the bird singing the prettiest song outta your tree. And it won't hurt looking hotter than a fresh cup of tea - Ya gotta stay on their minds when you leave, asking questions like, "Daamn, who is SHE?!" ♥

I drove by the fork in the road & went straight.