akasnuggles

Weekend's here--it's gonna suck, i can tell.
Did go and hang out w/Guey last nite, he helped me with encoding et al.
I doubt i've mentioned this, but he's a musician. Kinda. He's a producer and a composer--emphasis on POSER. He makes weird, experiemental house music, techno and stuff. He's decent on guitar--he just bought a new one. With all the Sam-Free time, i believe i'll be working with him more, Guey. Together, i believe, we can get things done...original things i mean.

Can someone tell me the difference between Cream Of Wheat, porridge, and grits? I mean, honestly.
Or, for that matter, Cream Of Wheat and concrete? Really, have you ever left Cream Of Wheat dry on a plate or spoon? Motherfucker.

You'd better find a way, you'd better do it soon
It's like the middle of May and you've only got 'til June
If I'm forced to watch you touch the torch to that spoon
Even one more time, I swear to God I'm gonna implode
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Time is money, every moment is costly
So I ration emotion because existance exhausts me
Oddly enough, I'm happy I ain't famous
Imagine waking up to the fact that you're simply entertainment
I bet god thinks you're amusing
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I've got a sickness, it feels like love
It's not contagious, take off the gloves
Drop your defenses, apply a coat of perfect
I'll form the sentences you try to interpret
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Stole the city, I still feel helpless
Baited the hook and caught me a selfish
I'm gonna gut it, clean it, cook it, feed it to a she
And see if I can get her to need me