your vagina.
On that note, I'm tired and have two job interviews tomorrow, so sleep will be good.
214 posts in a 24 hour period. It feels terrible good to be back in business, ya'll. Hopefully this will be a bit more permanent. :P
Night night.
Ima sing you a song:
Come down and beware of the black fist
The guerillas straight mutherloving killers is the mist
Take a shot Buck Buck but you can't forge
Never thought you'd see South Central brotherz in the forest
Don't kick in the chorus just yet
Cause we ain't made a mess yet
Lench Mob produce the best yet
Comin real hard man
Bumpin in your car man
Finally caught up with a devil named Tarzan
Swingin on a vine
Suckin on a piece of swine
Jiggaboo come up from behind
Hit him with a coconut
Stab him in the gut
Push him out the tree
he falls right on his nuts
And just like EPMD
I don't like a bitch
Named J to tha A to tha N-E
Can't wait to meet her
I'm gonna kill 'er
Cause that little muthaloving cheetah can't hang with a guerilla
You try to pay me off with a banana
But J-D is blacker than a city called Atlanta
Give me some elbow room, I need some elbow room
So I can boom shak-a-lak boom
That's the sound of the twenty guage
Lock us up and the Lench Mob can break out of any cage
You never even hear of this
I'm taking care of this
Lench Mob environmental terrorists
forget great ape and Magilla
I'm a killa
Magilla gorilla ain't a killa
White boys like Godzilla
But my super brother named King Kong
Played his ass like Ping-Pong
So motherforgeters get your ding-dong
Or the bozack what's that richard and nut sack
So get your butts back from the black fist
Cap peelers the guerillas in the mist
Va-voom here comes a brother from the dark side
Talking bout a brand new apartheid
South Central straight ghetto native
Gotta show these devil muthaforgeters what I'm made of
Yes, never smoke the sess
Only hit the buddha when I'm laying on my chest
I'm laying in a cut
I'm laying in a cut
I'm laying in a cut
bout to shoot me a mutt (with what?)
With the boom ping ping
Listen to the ill stuff that I bring bring
Nappy headed brother, coming out the mist
Ice Cube is my motherloving dog, yes
Kicking pumps, Smoking humps
The guerillas, rollin from deep in the bumps
Short Dog got the muthaloving pump
And it's true T-Bone got the twenty-two
That's how it's done
So you better run yo
Run your ass out the jungle
Cause hear the guns go and we don't miss
The Lench Mob, the guerillas in the mist!
