if i ever pass...
i just want dmx to do the eulogy. that is all. especially if i go out like hendrix did, cause that’s some bullshit. i wouldn’t even drown my woes in wine.
You click on a link and something scary pops up.
DID THIS GUY JUST THROW THE PRINTER TO JUMP OUT THE WINDOW…DEAD
this nigga prince just doesn’t give a fuck about anyone’s life or well being. i’m convinced he has a woolly mammoth fur coat with matching bikini.
mom taught me how to love unconditionally. most girls i hooked up with taught me to love on short notice. pretty girls constantly reminded me to conceal my affection. promiscuous hoes taught me how to passionately retract my love in a similar manner to how pretty girls taught me to veil my emotions. under the tutelage of older women i learned to love a woman’s mind. the shapelier, fertile...
believe none of what you hear.
only half of what you see. and with that said i will kill niggas. dead.
Wiz Khalifa's rap in a nutshell:
amandaupt: Weed Smoking weed Rolling weed A bad bitch rolling weed Anothers man’s bad bitch rolling weed Getting head from the bad bitch while rolling and/or smoking weed Bad bitches Taylor gang Being taylored Tattoos You forgot beverages (orange juice, champagne, etc.)
my swag is...
sitting in a turkish bathhouse in swim trunks slowly sipping a banana milkshake and studying cons & chess moves out of a book on the mechanics of quantum mathematics. that is all.
i'm convinced that i'm a spartan
i figured out that i was born to kick grown men in their breastbone and confiscate their womens attention for life.
when we drive and these homes pass us by some of us wonder what’s going on inside do they marinate their food for four days for us to savor the flavor? are we gonna beef? cause i got the burner to turn beef to burgers. are they hoarders with the back doors boarded? in reality i’m looking for the freak house. if i find the whorehouse i’m shoplifting.
this du-rag aint shit...
woke up with my du-rag cape hanging all out.
I spend money, stay broke, and never paid for the consequences.– Preme Mature
this …* is everything. it’s your hopes and aspirations. it’s ignoring the deficit and offering my undivided attention. it’s that passionate twinkle of inspiration in your eye that you can never see and no one can really describe it to you. you know it’s there and what its capable of, but you understand that it doesn’t matter. it is you. swag. * […]...
the only constant is change– heraclitus
ciroc in my cup & i don't give a fuck
phone is stuck on the cusp of ‘fuck you’ & ‘hurl me off a roof already’ skullcandy dripping from my earlobes, nibbling on my clavacle, wrapped around my collar. vodka is straining through my veins. heavy. i’m only down five dollars. my poker face is belligerent. i feel like a million. no experience will ever replace this one. this one’s different. no...
how tired i am of this unbearable distance between us how i long for the toll of the recess bell have you forgotten me? grown mindless of me? tell me i am not writing into an abyss or that is what will become of my heart.
dudes get hemmed up →
rule #1: don’t EVER scrap wit hungry niggas unless you’re hungry. you might could get your selvedge hemmed up and your supras scuffed.
I learn audiorally. Before that I didn’t really learn anything. I just felt things. I guess you could say that I was a kinosthetic learner, but the only thing I remember bout them girls I learned by touch was things expressed past them pretty little lips or seeping through that voice box. My instructor changed the lives of many by relaying that information back to me.
N*E*R*D — Lapdance
It’s cozy behind the cold front.– Bundle up.
I fucks with reality because it will introduce itself at the drop of a dime.– El Preemo
Lately the most relaxing things I do include stretching, rearranging my life,...– Everything about me is cut throat. Don’t be fooled.