Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Sent from the Heavens

I never seen such a beautiful girl ever in the world till I saw you for the first time. Every time I see you I swear you're an angle sent from above and your beauty just captivates me. To me you're yourself and I really don't care how you look or how you change in life because to me you're perfect in every single way. Plus you always find a way to inspire me. it's funny how people come and go but you're that type of girl that has a heart of gold that would never rust. We can chill anytime and you 'd have a presence that would resemble a goddess that would block all the superficial crap around us. With you life is golden and i wouldn't have any inspiration in the world and there is nobody in the world that I can call beautiful without thinking about you.

Sunday, July 4, 2010

Huey : I'm Ill pt.2


Alrite you punk ass niggas I'm back and better than ever. First of all tell me how I'm suppose to live a sane life when my family is fucked up in the head and have been captured by the evils called KFC and BET. Tell me how I'm suppose to live when my neighborhood is filled with punks and hoods that are lowlifes. Those sorry asses can't even get a job flipping burgers and have to pay rent to stay in their mom's basement. Tell me how I'm suppose to be ill when these niggas think that Obama will change this country over night. We all know it took Mlk many years to end segregation and the KKK Bloods and Crips just had to fuck that up damn. Alrite let me set this shit up straight I'm iller than Wayne and at the level of Ice Cube and Snoop Dogg . All y'all hoods think yall so great yall don't even got a G.E.D. ain't my fault y'all niggas can't ream. I told them crackers to just stick to Dr.Seuss for all of y'all illiterate punks. Y'all say your smart but the only thing that street smarts bring is a nigga dead and mothers weeping and crying over your tombstone bitch. Oh yeah my name ain't Riley but Nigga you gay!

Thursday, June 3, 2010

G4L


Born in the 90s but my gang began in the 60s. where men fought in honor with the true definition of gangs. i ain't no damn blood nor a damn crip. I'm just a damn greaser that has never met a bastard that socialized with a socs. Call me Johnny Cade cause my life just sucks. I feel as if taking my own life would be the smartest decision whenever my parents to strike me when they were drunk. Call me Dallas Winston cause I'm nothing but a ruthless bastard that doesn't care about anyone or anything but only my friends. I attribute the skills of Two-bit Mathews cause I'm funnier than a comedian and I don't need a bud lite to get drunk. I can do that on my own damn self. If my last name is Curtis than you better call me Ponyboy cause football ain't really my sport but i read more than a straight A nerd. Oh yea I'm sensitive and I know how to act the part like a freaking professional.

I'm a greaser for life and you are nothing but a fragment of my distant imagination. It's funny cause my life is greater and sadly more worse than yours. I don't need greasy hair cause my skin is my greasy persona. Oh yeah I'm grease and you are water, I stand on a ledge and you and the rest of the haters in the world slip off. Did i mention I was standing on the grand canyon.





Friday, May 14, 2010

Huey : I'm Ill


Man fuck these niggas I'ma spare everything but these niggas I flip the gun and gun-butt these niggas Take the knife off the AK and cut these niggas I'm sick...

I am sick of this fucking oppression called niggas. All you fried chicken eating asses are just plain dumb asses. No degree having ass you call your self a man but you live in your moms basement. HA! you just spit shit and your punk ass is trying to be a rapper. Bitch get your G.E.D. and get a damn job. Nigga take that check and pay for your child support. Nigga stop blaming Mexicans for taking your jobs you and those crackers just ain't self sufficient. Look here son close your eyes for a quick second and open them again bitch. The tables have changed your the one mowing the lawn while me and the Mexicans are just laughing and walking away to arrive to our executive jobs. Sin in the front of the bus this ain't the 50's you didn't have a free shower in those streets and stop hoping and saying yes we can. Bitch you ain't Barack Obama. Read a damn book you punk ass nigga and stay out the sun . seriously I'm sick of seeing pregnant chicks where ever i go just use protection. Cause I don't wanna see your sorry ass on Maury. Most importantly stay in school motherfucker! This ain't offencive I'm just trying to save the world one hood at a time.

Thursday, May 13, 2010

My Drink


We are not the same I am a martian
My drink is for those that are going through martian life not adult life. My drink has been passed down to the most superior overlords.My drink is filled with strong chemicals and has a high quantity of codeine and suicides. Each inch of my drink is way out of this galaxy.My drink drowns away every ones laughter and always drowns away all of my damn problems in this damn world.My drink is of the Richter scale when compared to your damn drink.My drink is more addictive than any alcoholic drink that has ever been made.My drink can surpass every blow that Hitler made and kills more than any war that has ever been fought before.My drink is stronger than any fucking Truth serum that has ever been drank.My everlasting elixir is composed of every damn drink that I consumed in my my short martian life.My damn drink is mine and only mine till the day that I fucking die. My drink can never be for those who are dose kindhearted bastards. Consume my damn drink and I will be forced to make your sorry ass life a damn nightmare. Touch my drink and remember these words I'll be forced to go beast and drag your lil posterior to hell and burn you in the fucking flames.

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

TiK ToK (Pokemon Remix)

Wake up in the mornin’ feelin’ like Ash Ketchum
Got my hat, I’m out the door, a pokemaster I’ll become
Before I leave, grab my pokeballs, and of course, my backpack
Cause when I leave for Viridian, I ain’t comin’ back
I’m talking ‘bout – catching a wild slowbro, bro
Maybe even a hypno, no
Look! It’s a dodrio, oh
Headbutt! I’m looking for pokemon in trees
Going to all the cities
Next, I’m gonna take on Mistyyyyy

Don’t stop, go machop
Loudred, blow your speakers up
Tonight, Imma fight
Till we see the sunlight
Tick tock, on the clock
But the battling don’t stop, no
Woah-oh oh oh
Woah-oh oh oh (x2)

Ain’t got a care in the world, cause this noob’s using leer
Ain’t got no time for team rocket, cause I’m already here
And now these dudes are all confused cause my primape used swagger
And we kick em to the curb, don’t mean to seem like a bragger
I’m talking bout – KO-ing this croagunk, gunk
Now what? You’re sending out a skunk, skunk?
Could’ve sworn that you were battling drunk, drunk
Now, now – Blastoise, use water spout, spout
Don’t mess, we’ll shut you down, down
We will shut you down
We will shut you downnnnnn

Don’t stop, go machop
Loudred, blow your speakers up
Tonight, imma fight
Till we see the sunlight
Tick tock, on the clock
But the battling don’t stop, no
Woah-oh oh oh
Woah-oh oh oh (x2)

I use bulk up,
Then break you down
Off to the next town
Then surf across the sea
With my piplup
With my piplup
With my piplupppppp

Now, the battle don’t start ‘til I walk in…

Don’t stop, go machop
Loudred, blow your speakers up
Tonight, imma fight
Till we see the sunlight
Tick tock, on the clock
But the battling don’t stop, no
Woah-oh oh oh
Woah-oh oh oh (x2)