Okay, so, I've come to discover my Sunday update did not post. This really sucks because it is now Wednesday which means my last entry is officially out of date...f*ck it, I'm posting it again anyway. I should learn to stop writing things that are time sensitive in the first place. I forgive myself though since I understand my own feelings toward remaining current.
As many of you DON'T know, my birthday was Monday...which is why I'm so irritated by Blogaway's failure to post my update from Sunday. BOTH of my readers have really been looking forward to it and, unfortunately, have had their dreams obliterated [Thank you, Beanie...]. Why'd I say that [Because you're a d!ck...]? Mr. Marshall's right, that was mean.
"OH MY GOD!!!" - Mr. Marshall
What?! Why are you reacting like that?!
"You actually said I was right without being sarcastic or insulting!" - Mr. Marshall
Jesus, relax, dude, you act like I proposed to you [I spoke too soon...]. Well, folks, just as Mr. Marshall is doomed to be a troll forever, I, will forever be a d!ck...a big one...
"YOU LIE!" - ?
Who the f*ck was that [Joe Wilson...]?! That seriously startled the SH!T out of me, I mean, I thought that last screw had finally come loose. It was more startling than the time my sister tricked me into visiting the 2Girls1Cup shock site and holding me down in my seat forcing me to watch the whole thing. Don't judge me, she's strong.
It was more shocking than the TickleTheFatKid shock game that scarred me for life when I received my "prize" [Ha! Hardly...] which I speak of with much sarcasm [He hasn't absorbed what I've said yet...]. If I had finally gone crazy I would have lost my mind [This is gonna be a while...], wait, that doesn't make sense...or does it? Oh, dear God! It's started! The Apocolypse is upon us!
"I've decided to commandeer the blog until he finally relaxes. All the guy did was simply yell, "You lie," [There it is again!] and the kid's entire world came crashing down around him. He acts like he's never been told that before...or maybe the unexpected voice of Joe Wilson is to blame [I've got it! I'll hunt it down and strangle it!]. This will require great magnitudes of experimentation!
"Actually...I just have a fetish for being the cause of so much discord. Call me a sadist, I'm not ashamed [Where did that voice come from?!]. I wish I could've been the blame for this outburst though [*crash*]. Honestly lol It's pretty funny! He's really deter--okay, he's coming back now! Later..." - Mr. Marshall
I apologize for that little outburst, I had to find something [SomeONE...]. Ignore Mr. Marshall, he's a troll [And you're a douchebag...]. We all love him anywa--
"YOU LIE!" - Joe Wilson
What in the HELL [IT'S JO--]?! Joe Wilson?! You're a f*cking prick! Get the hell off my blog!
Okay, sooo, I've decided to allow my creative spark to run rampant. What you read next will amaze you, well, will amaze me because I'm bored and I need to exercise [Or exORcise...] my brain. This is a Blogspot EXCLUSIVE! UHNNN! ONE TIME!
I guess I should recognize real for the first time-I think I'm a |visionary| :what I see'll: work fine-Purp, dime-bag'll leave you |lifted|-a couple of my boys took a :journey overseas when they sniffed it:-I'm big sh!t...-and I aint smokin'-it I'm just jokin'-I |cut the game jugular| you boys :just chokin':.../
Who you know that's rockin' a beat-with no background, no mic, but poppin' his teeth-like every single line droppin' is sweet-if you aint |hoppin' with me|-you :silly rabbits ought to hop in the street:-now.../
If that aint freestyled-you |Rich Boy|s who claimin' you "souljas" and only ghost writin' for |Reid| now-are |Trapt| in a battle with |Steez| now-and I don't cause friction I'm |Staind|less you :tattered and beat down:/
Talkin' all this nonsense, |holdin' the heat|-the only :weapon you ever had a hold on was me:-I'm the life of the party the bullet with no target-and I don't mind livin' with |static| if :I sparked it:/
"Like I don't mind losin' MY vehicle, I PARKED it"-*so how am I denied MY peace when Y'ALL start sh!t...*-consider me a bread winner-or a dead n!gg@...-either way my family is gettin' fed, n!gg@.../
I don't mean to start throwin' them |bad words|-but :everything you sayin' to your fans is bad, word:...-if I'm backward-and twisted-then how you tell your fans you were battlin' and ripped him...-b!tch, them.../
Lines you been sayin' to the kid with his back turned only light a cigarette-my heat you aint feel it yet-|still a vet|-dump a clip, bullets hidin' in your chest-:Operation: Leave His Whole Belly and His Ceilin' Wet:.../
If you comin' with them punchlines-|I remain stationary| like :Nichole Richie when it's lunch time://
By the way, folks, look forward to finding that verse on Youtube in the near future. I've formatted it for fans of text battles AND in audio structure for easy recording later. That will be over the "Hood Hop" instrumental used by J-Kwon.
My mind is mad deep and you just jumped in.
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