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bemor187

ChuckTown, Dirt South Kakalaka

Member Since 2005

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Friday May 06, 2005

May 6, 2005
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Everyone who is a stencil artist or stencil entusiast please join my group SG stencil Artist

You Girl

Bemor Boxcutta turn Billy Bad Ass to Henry Scutter, making your heartbeat flutter, stutter, skip a beat. Little miss unique petite, I wanna freak your physique, to me your more then just a flavor of the week. Cause girl you so fine. Its thoughts of you thats on my mind. Run my finger down your side avoid the world with you I hide. Minutes to hours, as hours turn to days lets get lost together cause our love is a maze. And you amaze me baby every single time with them things that you do with your body and mind. And I find myself daydreaming you screaming my name. Compared to the real thing nothings the same. I give that good deep dickin dirk diggle it, and just wiggle it, just a little bit, Now dont you love that shit as I hit you from the rear tell those kids to stand clear while I brandish Heavy Gear. Now baby never Fear, Drop them drawls and that brassiere cause this is nothing queer just bring your fine ass here



beuatiful ingnorant perception

beuatiful ingnorant perception, This immaculate conception of idealized fact neglection. Half our conntry sleeps under convers called denial. All the while. weapons stock pile used to kill an innocent civilion is it genocide at half a million. 2 separate countries divided as the people in power intersts collided into a war over oil and religion and which way we face to pray is our division. So innocence dies as our enemy hides. This is america we'll shoot through your children and woman spill so much blood you could swim in. But it wont be my choice and never spoken in my voice.

Hup 2

Hup 2 on the double shot up into space like the hubble looking down on earth so close they can see the stubble
on your face to say you aint shave today
tapes to play court fees to pay

SAMMY D

Its the fear that I enstill in you.
Heard your verse, I aint feeling you.
The envy inside; It must be killing you.
You see me in Miami
standing like sammy
Davis jr in the rat pack,
Bush Jr wants his rap back.
I was pistol toating on east coast
slinging shit
commiting crimes that I cant admit
I wouldnt admit even if I did it.
In this case; In which I didnt
now do you get it.
I gonna rhyme 2 more circles around you
Leave town with you bound
while police surround you
My footstep are to big for you to follow in
In the rain I make a mud pit
big enough for you to wallow in
I boast; repping venom the most
24/7 cause we're so venomous
Now I am paper pencil packing
past guard
In London yards
Id rather stab you now
Take out your heart while your still alive just to show you how
I mean business
or how I have a mental sickness
180 with quickness
work your ass like physical fitness
Commit crimes leave no witness.
Now do you get this or should I continue
Who will defend you
when you lose you cool
cause Ill offend you
show up at your venue
See its your pride thats on the menu
I will devour your ego
they will be like damn where did he go.

Kids

Im gonna knock that bitch out when I hit it And bang the walls down when Im in it. And she aint gonna be able to walk straight when Im Finish. I fuck this pussy like when Popeye eatn spinach. I met this bitch down in Greenwich Village. Tore off the panties, Im gonna loot and pillage. Let her slurp it up yeah with no spillage. Feeling like Tele as I spread it on her belly. Pass my fingers by my face just to catch the smelly. Next stop, Now we rolling to the park. Gotta get this Herb cause its getting close to dark Lighter Spark, now we smoking that swisher sweet. I flowing on these rythms my boy boxing on the beats. People try to hate get hit with the trucks from my skate. Im dying tomorrow and believing it was fate. I plan for the worst and if it happens it wont hurt. Thats why live my life on the edge just chasing a short skirt. Past the edge now flying higher like a pheniox. On fire What I mean is desire for my life has expired. Now Im feeling disconnected from my old way of thinking. Ive been doing to much drinking My eyes keep on blinking. Hating on myself in 3rd person past tense. Its all foolishness, But to me its making sense.

VIEW 4 of 4 COMMENTS
sexyadventurer:
Wow, hot.
May 8, 2005
prockg:
I'm so confused.

Now I don't know whether to back that ass up, shake that ass, or bring that fine ass here.

I think I need a break from hip-hop before my head explodes. smile
May 8, 2005

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