Bustin' Out Highschool Style

R-Wa, an ode to luv

Thu, 08 Jan 2004 18:45:40 GMT

Lemme take a moment here,
Twist some licks, bend yo ear,
Make all you playa hataz disappear,
Gonna spit it quiet so lean in near,
Bitch for you this a hobby, for me a career.

Now, my homegirl R-Wa ain't no fool,
Stays off drugs, hip 2 skool.
She helps tha needy, cares for tha po',
And I'll rip yo fuckin' face off if you calls her a ho.

Now she's feelin' kinda down 'cause her man was a chump,
Can't find his nuts? Check tha city dump.
Bitch never knew what he held in his hand,
Heart of the hottest fem all across tha land.
Now it's all gone and chumps all down,
Now his smile done turned into a frown.

Too bad motherfucker didn't see things clear,
Let his whole life shift outta gear,
He missed on on life's hottest treasure,
'Cause a chick like R-Wa ain't nuttin' but pleasure.

Peace.

Chillin' in tha shire.

Sun, 04 Jan 2004 05:28:23 GMT

Some niggas be packin' heat,
Clippin' on tha strap with Nike on they feet.
Some bitches carry blades,
Scrappin' at night but still wearin' shades.

But this curry muncher ain't tha same,
He be a warrior wit' no name.
Me, I don't need to skate,
I fuckin' wear full plate.
Plus five motherfucka and vorpal steel,
I can chill in ANY dungeon and keep it real.

Lost in tha realms of fantasy,
Tha elf, tha wizard, and little old me.
Elf be a ranger,
No stranger to danger.
Wizard be wise,
But fuck wit his shit and watch as tha magic missile flies.
But me? I be tha strong and silent type,
Sittin in tha corna, no need for tha mic.
I speak my words wit cold steel,
An I breeze through a fight slippery as an eel.

Me and my homies be fuckin' dungeon crawlers,
Bar-room brawlers,
And treasure-hoard trawlers.
We be slayin tha orcs and raiding tha wagon,
Cause we be playing MOTHERFUCKIN' DUNGEONS AND DRAGONS.

Represent.

Homos.

Sun, 04 Jan 2004 04:56:58 GMT

What be the deal with homos, yo?
I don't be lovin' tha cock, fo sho.
Why they gotta do that thang?
Wit tha cream and tha cheese annd that whoop bling blang!

I just can't comprehend,
How a homeboy could be anything but a friend,
But now homeboys be homos,
And I gotta bust out matrix-style in slow-mo.

Suckin' a thick dick like a clit-licked clip's gonna rip,
I see that shit and I just flip,
Somethin' stirs me deep inside,
And te berth I give it be fuckin' wide.

Don't get me wrong,
I feel fo' faggots,
So don't think I'm some teenage braggart,
When I say more bitches jumped on this dick,
Than Lucy got when she done switched on Rick.

Introdizzuctions

Sun, 04 Jan 2004 04:45:28 GMT

This be the cyber scratchpad,
Of the illest rapper from a Gap ad.
I be leapin' straight out the burbs,
Slappin' them ho's and blazin' tha herbs.

Oh nigga you betta get it straight,
I ain't down with those who hate,
Step up to me and sad will be yo fate,
Face down in the ground smacked on by tha whole dawg pound.

Word.