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**OFFICIAL RANDOM THOUGHTS POEMS AND RAMBLINGS THREAD**
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2015-09-22 at 3:01 AM UTC
Sophie they aight
Curb the enthusiasm bro.
Now you write one. Go go go. -
2015-09-22 at 3:22 AM UTC[FONT=Times New Roman]No teeth nor hair to see[/FONT]
[FONT=Times New Roman]Can't beat the gludious maximus man[/FONT]
[FONT=Times New Roman]He drank the foam of the deep blue sea [/FONT]
[FONT=Times New Roman]And must now eat his meals out of a can[/FONT] -
2015-09-22 at 3:28 AM UTC
[FONT=Times New Roman]No teeth nor hair to see[/FONT]
[FONT=Times New Roman]Can't beat the gludious maximus man[/FONT]
[FONT=Times New Roman]He drank the foam of the deep blue sea [/FONT]
[FONT=Times New Roman]And must now eat his meals out of a can[/FONT]
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2015-09-22 at 4:51 AM UTC
[FONT=Times New Roman]No teeth nor hair to see[/FONT]
[FONT=Times New Roman]Can't beat the gludious maximus man[/FONT]
[FONT=Times New Roman]He drank the foam of the deep blue sea [/FONT]
[FONT=Times New Roman]And must now eat his meals out of a can[/FONT]
shut it rodent -
2015-09-22 at 12:49 PM UTC
shut it rodent
Your material is lacking a second act child. -
2015-09-22 at 1:31 PM UTCflim flam shim sham polly polly wock
bake me a cake and suck on me cock
harry doo larry loo turry turry snick
would you be a gentleman and slob on me dick
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2015-09-22 at 1:41 PM UTCi stepped on a lego
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2015-09-22 at 2:16 PM UTC[FONT=verdana]I blow crack addicts in black attics[/FONT]
[FONT=verdana]I fuck mangy broads in dad's garage[/FONT]
[FONT=verdana]I sit on old dildos on steep hill slopes[/FONT]
[FONT=verdana]I eat out old folks on parade floats[/FONT]
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2015-09-22 at 3:28 PM UTCPeople always talk about my come up
Cause I've been goin' hard every summer
Pussy want to talk about numbers
But you manage to buy them, that's why your shows so bummy
Ain't nobody out now that can touch us
Cut you boys down if you run up
Actin' like you hard with your gun up
But if it ever drop then your ass
Get to runnin' and runnin'
I'm too cashed when you see me
Already seen with no TV
Already paid with no CD
Why you try to sell MP3s
Just bought some dope cause I know that we low
My money is up, so the drugs never slow
Smoke 'til I go then I'm off to the store
Breakin' the woods with some water to pour
When we ride, ride
Slow up in them lanes, bitch
Sophie take your favorite rapper
Out the game, bitch
White trash I could
Never ever change, bitch
Still the skinny white pimp
With the black blade, bitch
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2015-09-22 at 3:30 PM UTCMy favorite color is rain.
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2015-09-22 at 3:34 PM UTCRealtree Camo with the Carhartt blade
Came from the place where the hatred was made
I'mma make it dark like its late in the day
No matter what I think, you gonna hate what I say
Earnhardt blunts, smoking like we in a race
Friends turn cold like the blood in my veins
Thoughts in my mind, like the dirt in my graves
So I press my head to the wall, till it breaks
Take me back home, where the moon don't glow
Where the sun don't shine, where the kids don't roll
Uptown where the youth get drowned
In the rag full of ether cause the kids don't know
Suicide rate up high when the winter rolls in and the money still low
And when he feels that snow, he knows it's the only way to get out the cold
Get out the cold, get out the cold, life's too tough, bitch, please let me know
I take your life and turn it to gold
Roll my dope and turn to a ghost
Who you really think going harder than me?
Bitch, I'm dead bitch, bitch, I'm dead
Bitch I don't even breathe!
Said who you really think going harder than me?
Bitch, I'm dead bitch, I'm dead
Bitch I don't even breathe!
Feelin' something like Rick Moranis
Blew up the kid, now he doin' damage
You oughta know like my name’s Alanis
Hate on me, take a seat, young Christopher Hansen
I don't sweat all day, just to lie in a mansion
I break blunts like glass when you get the banshee
R2, R2, L1, R2 up, down, left, right then I get to bangin -
2015-09-22 at 8:04 PM UTCDang Sophey yous a cold ass piece mu'fucka ! !! ! !
MY ASSHOLE IS QUIVERING PARTICULARLY FAST THIS AFTERNOON, GAPING INTO A SHAPE NOT TOO DISSIMILAR TO THAT OF AN AMERICAN FOOTBALL; HOG SKIN. I'D LIKE FOR SOMEONE TO TAKE AN INVESTIGATIVE TEAM UP THERE; BRING YOUR FANCY EQUIPMENT AND SEISMOGRAPHS, AND FIND OUT WHAT SEEMS TO BE CAUSING THIS CURIOUS DISTURBANCE. THERE ARE 2 HALLS TO THE LEFT ONCE YOU FIRST GO IN THAT YOU DON'T REALLY WANT TO GO DOWN AND I'M PRETTY SURE THEY'RE NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR THIS PARTICULAR QUIVER EPISODE ANYWAY. JUST...AVOID THEM. BUT GO AHEAD AND IT ACTUALLY GETS BRIGHTER AND YOU WON'T NEED A FLASHLIGHT. I THINK I MIGHT JUST HAVE SOME LOOSE WIRING, I HAVEN'T HAD A CHANGE PERSONALLY TO GO UP THERE FOR A WHILE BUT LIKE I SAID, LET'S JUST GET THIS SHIT OVER WITH. THANKS AND AMEN TO YOU AND YOURS.
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2015-09-23 at 11:21 PM UTCThis thread deserves a Pulitzer prize.
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2015-09-24 at 12:14 AM UTC
This thread deserves a Pulitzer prize.
no u
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You talk to the geese, cold-hearted, flat-faced, know your place if you can reveal the tastes in the middle, things unseen, in between the outer edges and the unknown. Much like a sandwich or a pear tree that was greatly overgrown. My throne is ever present stacked on gold and useless peasants, a bit unpleasant but presently I'm better than the collective entity of the masses. I smoke a variety of grasses, skip classes, drive and text causing daily car crashes. Niggas with road rashes, I'm classless, but still keep it gangsta enough, stay TUFF. I drink the cheapest of vodkas with the greasiest dudes, the sleaziest prudes, the neediest most ceaseless creatures all in the nude. Buddha once rolled me a joint I was like nah keep that shit let's get to the point, bust out the G and we take shots back and forth to eternity. Turn me into a ceiling and let's get weird, fear the beard, no need to get near stay away yous a queer.
Cringe pot territory.Kid you fucking tasteless.
Tell me a scary story. Got me making faces.
Cry me an ocean. Let's hold each other tight.
Feed me your potion. Let's fade into the night.
Suck on my collective thought palate, take me to the moat surrounding your palace, I'm shallow but endless my key strokes; relentless. I drive a Bentley, nope, I drive a Cutless, protecting my crew while I swerve like a fuck-bitch. Don't even know where the flow always goes sort of stay on the stream though and stay on my toes. Prose is delightful if done correctly, not always steady but someone protect me. My own mind is hurting, deserting what's useful and mostly just blurting the wrong and the bad and the strange and the sad and the dark and the cringe let the shitshows begin. Or let it end, this is too much my friend, send me something with meaning find me at the corner-shop leaning, selling spice and everything nice, don't think twice, I think once but act prior, fuck it imma quit this to go and get higher.
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2015-09-24 at 1:34 AM UTC
Yee, yee, Sophie, mQ 2015, real nigga shit DJ Blunted on the beat, niggas in space shit ya'll know what it is.
Drive through the hood, cause i bring the food stacking keys with the G's niggas know what's good. Don't let me catch you flexin' cause my skills are perplexing you go down in seconds when i start my correcting bitch please you're projecting your life i'll be ending and your money i'll be spending your girl i'll be banging your career i'll be hanging. Cause Sophie kills on the beat i came from streets, ready to do the deed. make you feel the heat, like the cops won't be satisfied till a nigga drops and the guns go pop still smoking that rock, still got the 9 inch cock still don't give a fuck worth more than a buck or at leastst a dime when i rhyme i always make it in time never agreed with what's yours is mine, gonna take what i want till the greed is calmed stopped your squad with ten kilowats of rhyming excellence, i may sound arrogant, acting like i wrote the testaments like the Moses gonna bring the pestilence with all malevolence. Like the wrath of God nigga fuck what you got, Sophie doesn't give a fuck you're just an afterthought soon to be forgot. you got no potential to be unlocked you ain't my counterpart, better rethink the journey on which you have embarked.
Picking up the little ladies.
Sophie looking like slim shady.
Play the game like Tom Brady
Always going even when its raining
And if you try shit it's my yard where you be laying.
I'm like the law cause Sophie is mandatory, rape: only statutory my verses are explanatory my skills another category make a nigga trip cause i'm hallucinatory straight from purgatory straight up satan shit while i tape another hit and counterfeit to enrich my dictatorship while i'm on the mothership while rub another clit, of some underage pussy they can't be bushy, love the smell of sushi, little lolis so cushy never pushy. Wear lots of cologne i'm the Mafia call me Capone order hits via telephone while i play the xylophone Sophie is well known full of homegrown testosterone, now for the chorus scream it through a megaphone.
Picking up the little ladies.
Sophie looking like slim shady.
Play the game like Tom Brady
Always going even when its raining
And if you try shit it's my yard where you be laying.
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2015-09-24 at 3:24 AM UTCI sincerely await your reply.
Yours faithfully,
Sophie -
2015-09-24 at 3:32 AM UTCI've rapped your bit and my bit in my head on the beat i linked to and it fits perfectly, we should record this and start a rap squad.
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2015-09-24 at 4:02 AM UTCRealistically i need to tidy up my rhyme schemes though because it either has to be AABBA or AAAA, AAAA.
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2015-09-24 at 11:52 AM UTCAfrica Africa give me some laughrica Cause niggers
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2015-09-24 at 2:04 PM UTCroses are red
violets are blue
I just choked a puppy to death with the cord from a vacuum cleaner
