Featuring Beer Gut... yall won't sleep again, right????
Smashed wit a stash of hash stacked to the damn heavens./ As I drink I
leave emcees extinct like seven eleven./ Back up vocals by Faith Evans.
Gettin blunted with local yokels./ Smoke bowls wit less braincells than the
purpose coke holds./ Chuggin a jug of hash oil while my brain rash boils./
An apartment with singed carpet and some scattered smashed foil./ Cash
foils my life because I spend all my cash on dank and forties./ Spankin
horny teeny bopper bitches started at noon and drank till morning./ I
listen to mean spirits who make me scream and peeps fear it./ Who watch me
pass and lean and ask their homeboy if only he hear's it./ We near it my
people. It's the end I'm speakin of./ Drinkin up and fallin down heavin
jugs and breathin blunts./ Dealin drugs and diggin old dirt while I walk
through skoal spurts./ And yell so loud that you need big enough earmuffs for
the whole earth./ My soul bursts and leaves a crater filled with anger for
all the haters./ Half passed out in a restaraunt yellin, "I need a wine
Grinna aka Tha Smyle Cracker:
Yo Gut, maintain ya focus for a second more/
see that blond chick on the kitchen floor?/
gettin grudge fucked by a gook whore/
well, thats my ex-girl, not the dyke/
but the blond in Kani tights/
whatta ya say we kidnap her, hold here for ransom over on SHINELIGHT/
you get the flashlight, i'll get the duct tape and dynamite/
kick in the freezer door, blood thirsty waving a kitchen utensil/
dracula with a spatula, preparing that bitch for dismissal/
remember me? i mean us? we gang banged you in May after work/
while Puff Daddy and Pee Wee Herman looked on in a circle jerk/
"leave me alone" she screamed " i've got a real man now"/
you mean that chink bitch with a dildo or your lil' brother Hal?/
just relax til i get your wrest taped, let's get started/
load ya in the van and let Gut fuck you retarded/
i'll just masterbate, while listening to Sonja Blades new tape and swell/
"music makes me high" nah, it makes me horney as hell/
here Gut you drive for a while so i can explore her anal cavity/
rape this taped bitch till she vomits and passes out, tragically/
forget the hostage shit, let's throw her to the homeless people/
let'em feast on her and give her a yeast infection that's unequavical/
we'll hit up the club scene and get wasted and shit/
wait, got any vaccine? i can't get her shit off my dick/.........
damn, this always happens........
editors note: this is totally fiction and for entertainment value only. any events or persons depicted in this joint are also made up and any simalarities to any persons living or deceased is purely coincidental. we do not advocate violence in any form or fashion, well, for the most part. we do however, reccomend that every well bodied bitch in the universe come over to me and BeerGut's diggs and let us demonstrate the basis for this song. remember, practice makes perfect and yellow and blue make green......... i think?????.......
peace and blessings to Beer Gut for the tight verse, shit dogg, u always get me open.
peace to all my cats at ughh.com, i know this is different from my usual way of emceeing, but yall know how thoughts minifest sometimes.......
big ups to, CivilPoet, Flatliner, ExenTricks, Jwordsmith, and all the others that show love, it's retro for sure.
"marijuana illegal, but cigarettes cool/
i might look kinda funny, but i ain't no fool/" - ANDRE of OutKast
grin you gotta be pretty sick to write that. i'm not sure i wanna catch what you're infected with. but if i do at least i'll know that i'll be dope. oh yeah i already am. but anyway nice post. yall crazy as hell. peace
I peeped this the first time and replied, but still nice, both verses were entertaining and worked well together.
i'm laughing my ass off at this shit. this was definitely a hot one. i would love to hear this to the beat of eminem's "brain damage". keep blessing the board with this illness.
tight punchlines and storyline, thats what the board needs more of. ya' heard me!
the new hardgore
i can try to keep up with VynalTap's post..
replying to my own post just so........
fucking dope !!!.. lol i didnt sleeeeeeep nanananaa.. dosent it seem like.. only some of the real heads reply to real posts? does that make sense oh well still dope as phuck kids.. peace to you.
I Was Feelin This. Word up. This Shit was Ill. Beer Gut Set It Up With Dopeness And Then Grinna Killed Ya'll Fuckin Crazy. PEACE.
That ish EsCo cited was "off the handle, black."
ThE WoR(L)d iS MiNE,
- F l a t l i n e r -
my boy Beer Gut can ill as always and my boy Grinna is ill period...Much Luv yo together its head banging. Grinna hit me on the real...Peace
Nice post ya'll could hear the delivery on this one. "i'll just masterbate, while listening to Sonja Blades new tape and swell/
"music makes me high" nah, it makes me horney as hell/"-ill all the way through!
both ya'll came hard on that one...
thE gOrjUs OnE
yo this is doep as shit....you both definetly came real raw on this cut...Beer Gut, one of my favorite emcees on the board never ceases to impress me and Grinna (aka Jack Frost) delivering top notch funny ass shit too...