Wednesday, August 26, 2009

August 26, 2009

Its the morn of the 26th and I am vexed

My car makes sounds as if it was hexed

Voodoo, you do, wake up so early

Just like me, cause my chest's so burly

So I'm gonna shave it, like trimming them trees.

Need a lawnmower to deal with the leaves

9:11amSonny

tis is i who wants to cry being up so early looking at this summer sky

so beatufiul and crip

i miss you so much like a baby misses his crib

and this is why i do not want to go to school today

to conitinue on your words of play

9:12amPedram

And see, lyrically they cant stop us

Walkin up with M4's like they wanna rob us

Talking like Bin laden cause they wanna bomb us

I give love to the losers cause they never gonna stop us

So I say chain hands and start a love roller coaster

We burn so hot, we burn like your broken toaster

We rock so tasty, you thought we were a chicken roaster

Man, check this beat,, we got the lyrical mostest

9:15amSonny

and while kids play with pop tarts im just rocking the go cart in circles around the girl of my dreams

and her wind as cool as a midnight summers dream

and her wind as cool as a midnight summers dream

dont ask me while that repeated twice but facebook is just like mice

9:17amSonny

there small and always roam twice

9:17amPedram

Don't they sometimes bite like lice?

9:18amSonny

ahahaa

incredible

that was awesome

i want to rock with you all night like michel jacksons song while he hit the... like cheech and chong

9:21amPedram

And I'm feeling like a pimp so I brush my shoulders off, Rock the mic so I'm forgetting all the other stuff. Spit so fast you think my name is like kalishkanof. AK- 47, telling all them others off.

9:21amSonny

off so high in the clouds but not high on weed but high on life

while i look at my life

and thank god how great it is that i have a beautiful wife name shaniqua

9:22amPedram

August 26, 2009

sup bro

this is no hoe

this is the buddy from bosch snaking on some chicken roast

its a wonderful day out and life is beautiful

but before i start the day let me pray to the most bountiful

Thursday, August 13, 2009

August 13, 2009

sup like sipping the choclate out of a hot cup

flying like a seagul

whille the cool mellow wind glides

like a hangliders night dream

gleam into the oceans depths

like a tea kettles last breath

before you pour that tea into the sup cup

of love