West Coast Connection Forum
Elements => Tha Studio => Topic started by: Jimmy Cash on August 10, 2003, 02:40:21 PM
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this is something i was writing and it turned into a funny story
I go to a gun fight with a 2 inch blade
With war paint on my face
Stabbing every mother fucker in my way
Tripped off acid
I slit my bitch’s wrists with a jagged piece of plastic
Slapped her and said “bitch, I was only being sarcastic!”
Now she’s lying there pretty in a casket
And I don’t even know cuz for 3 years the acid trip lasted
I’m fucked outta my gourd
Lying on the floor
In a puddle of my own puke asking for more
Until the pink elephants bust through the door
Until I mack a house plant trying to score
My rhymes are sick like syphilis, they’re devilish
I got in trouble with a drill cuz I tried to kill with a Dremal bit
Judging by my rhymes you’d think I’m insane
When really I just did six lines of pure cocaine
And shoved an ounce of turpentine in my veins
I can’t walk, talk or see straight
I went to a rave, took a hand full of E and thought I ended up in a 3 way
But when I woke up I was naked by the free way
Covered in grass stains and had a sore ass, damn
Last thing I remember was doing keg stands with this dude named stan
Then he invited me to smoke weed in his mini-van
He must have had that shit planned
Now that I think about it, all night he was trying to touch my hand
I don’t remember much after that, but we went back to his van
I hopped in the front seat, we blazed a bowl and I got the munchies
Then outta no where this guy tries to touch me
I said “FUCK YOU, FAGGOT!” and tried to get outta the car
But that’s when he hit me over the head with a crow bar
I should have known, it’s my fault I suppose
Cuz Stan was a grown man sporting woman’s clothes
feedback welcome
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that shit was tight man. i really felt that shit..fuckin rights buddy
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sick and simple. Quite a nice read.
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fuckin dope.. eminem type shit.. best i seen from you ever
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thanx for the resopnse everyone, this is more representive of my spittin style