Ryan-

There is no possible way that you are human.

idk how to gfx i look at tutorials but i cba

so hot

did i say it yet?

c

f2p kings

pierz'd

phillip you make my jokes not funny anymore stop plz

anyways, was it good while it lasted pierz?

c

sucks

Learn to take CnC.

c

no pierz, just sit down and take a ride

lol u play runescap@

10/10 for level of pureness

he only gets 1 hit 78% of the time

i

suck

Roll the windows up when you get in the car, and I'ma light one up.

Hit the gas station go and buy a cigar and a philly blunt.

Every time I breathe it's like I'm taking a puff, turn the music up.

[Verse 1:]

Roll the windows up, when I smoke and drive.

All black car [car]

Three percent tint

I can clearly see out

Nut you can barely see in

The end and only end

We blowing Indonesia

And I'ma let it hit til I get amnesia

I'm crazy the haze got me hazy I'm lazy

Tell Ben that it something about Mary and clearly [what]

I'm so outta here you can say a ***** spacey [damn]

Pocket full of papers so I'm fittin to get some papers [yeah]

Bout to inhale like I'm fittin to see Satan [what]

Bout to exhale like I'm fittin to see my savior

So get the legion of trees like it's autumn

Have them windows all rolled up rolled em and told em man

[Chorus:]

Roll the windows up when you get in the car, and I'ma light one up.

Hit the gas station go and buy a cigar and a philly blunt.

Every time I breathe it's like I'm taking a puff, turn the music up.

[Verse 2:]

First of all til you ball like this

You don't put this type of pimp in your swish

Get it we smoking on that poison call it Michael Divens

So if you selling to me then you gotta lucrative business

[ Mike Posner Lyrics are found on www.songlyrics.com ]

A friend is what you blow while I'm smoking on that CEO

Top notch I got (?) by the foot in my fruit roll up

No cuts no stems no seeds straight THC indeed

I'm try'na get stoned like I'm staring into Medusa eyes

You ain't got green what somebody tell me who supply

So I can buy wholesale for the low like Cosco or Sams

You got some well damn

[Chorus:]

Roll the windows up when you get in the car, and I'ma light one up.

Hit the gas station go and buy a cigar and a philly blunt.

Every time I breathe it's like I'm taking a puff, turn the music up.

[Verse 3:]

I don't smoke phillies pass me and swisher

Bumping PMC pouring out a little liquor

Trunk full of kicker blunt full of OG

Right behind Tick cuz these jack boys know me

**** inside Lisa outta NYC

Keisha calling ATL oh well I'm kushin DC

Which ones better roll up I need a time

Take a ride downtown man Im higher than these skyscapers

Roll the windows up tryna get my smoke on

2 in the morning still riding with my Locs on

**** the police what these pigs gon' tell me

Smoking bud at nights like X off a Bentley

[Chorus:]

Roll the windows up when you get in the car, and I'ma light one up.

Hit the gas station go and buy a cigar and a philly blunt.

Every time I breathe it's like I'm taking a puff, turn the music up.

omni you are beasting

P-L-A-S-T-I-C L-I-T-T-L-E (x4)

(Sound confused)

It's p a c k o f r a t s

Yep yo it's packofrats rappin on the intro and I'm joe camel cool when I'm at the jam minglin my dingaling's long like Arsenio's fingerin

J. Lo's uterus

Mr. drizhollerin, and I'm hollerin at your motherfuckin mom and em,

At your dance party yo I'm bathrobe pimpin,

And I still get the digits and escape wit yo *****

Forget it dude I wasn't tryin hard,

Babygirl think I'm a big rap star

Honey did think that my pocket's large

But um, no *****, I'm broke as ****

I still do shows and I still get ******

Like that time in NY yo I came in the limo with co co

And with pink fittow, word is bond yo dat's my kiddo

For **** o sho

I took the steps to hit the top floor and when I got there homie

Guess who I saw

(Who?)

Shane, the cocaine sniffing hipster,

Doesn't know the meaning of sober nor work

I need cool cred, hurry up shane,

He pulled out an issue of vice magazine

Just read this from page to pager

Then you'll be a major player

Get some girl to suck you off in an elevator

Fellas, grab your big old *****

Ladies rub your wet ass clits

Put em together 'cause that's the ****

And yo, this is another rap hit.

Fellas, grab your big old *****

Ladies rub your wet ass clits

Put em together 'cause that's the ****

And yo, this is another rap hit.

Oh my god is that Johnthousand?

I heard he's gay.

No, I heard Johnthousand swings both ways.

Well, Johnthousand, whatcha gotta say?

Naw, dog, I'm abstinent,

If I ever ****** a dude it was accidental

And probably all about the dollar bill

Yo you know how me and money feel

About each other

Bread and butter

Ugly *****?

Cut her up a bone in rubber

Home for supper

Mama never even know I left

Yo You boys is crazy,

We'll make you shoot your baby

We'll make Chewbacca run down the block and put a glock inside yo momma

Yo

Everybody's smokin crack

Kurt, gimme somma dat

Homie how'd you get so black?

Holla at them

Yo this goes out to the haters who act like they confused

**** you all day **** you all night,

We don't love you hoes

It's nobodys child or nbc, niggas in the crowd all envy me,

You need to chill out, 'cause you can't beat

Those Plastic Little boys

Oh wow, you can freestyle

Rap, for days, so amazed

The bottom line is boy, you ain't on the stage, you ain't getting paid

Now, you wanna save hip hop?

Yo, pick up a tin cup, start to front, get on the corner

See if you could rap yourself up a buck

See if I give a **** (I don't)

About this hip hop ****

Yo, I'm just in it for me

To be in the club, drinkin for free

P-L-A-S-T-I-C L-I-T-T-L-E (x4)

(Sound confused)

(X2)

Fellas, grab your big old *****

Ladies rub your wet ass clits

Put em together 'cause that's the ****

And yo, this is another rap hit.

have not seen that before, very original

sorry null but siding with `pure, its down to the basic facts

Uh, one thing bout music, when it hit you feel no pain

White folks say it controls your brain

I know better than that, thats game and we ready for that

Two soldiers head of the pack, matter of fact who got the gat?

And where my army at?

Rather attack and not react

Back the beats, it dont reflect on how many records get sold

On sex, drugs, and rock and roll, whether your projects put on hold

In the real world, these just people with ideas

They just like me and you when the smoke and camera disappear

Again the real world (world), its bigger than all these fake ass records

When poor folks got the millions and my womans disrespected

If you check 1,2, my word of advice to you is just relax

Just do what you got to do, if that dont work then kick the facts

If you a fighter, rider, ? bouter? , flame ignitor, crowd exciter

Or you wanna just get high, then just say it

But then if you a liar-liar, pants on fire, wolf-cry agent with a wire

Im gonna know it when I play it

Hook

Uh, who shot biggie smalls?

If we dont get them, they gonna get us all

Im down for runnin up on them crackers in they city hall

We ride for yall, all my dogs stay real

***** dont think these record deals gonna feed your seeds

And pay your bills because they not

Mcs get a little bit of love and think they hot

Talkin bout how much money they got, all yall records sound the same

I sick of that fake thug, r & b, rap scenario all day on the radio

Same scenes in the video, monotonous material, yall dont here me though

These record labels slang our tapes like dope

You can be next in line, and signed, and still be writing rhymes and broke

You would rather have a lexus, some justice, a dream or some substance?

A beamer, a necklace or freedom?

Still a ***** like me dont playa hate, I just stay awake

This real hip hop, and it dont stop until we get the po-po off the block

They call it....

Hook

Uh, dps got that crazy **** we keep it crunk up

John blazed and **** what

y it * nig?

disapprove

reasoning

doctor approve

my ***** is bigger than usual

boring