GANGSTA GANGSTA IN DHA HOUSE ;D

YO MA HOMMIES ;D ! ouu whatcha sayyyy, [8]
guys guys D: i'm so late ! i'm sorry ! i'm a horrible blogger o_o" ! LOL
but anyways .
i guess all i hafta do is talk about random stuff o_o"
so yeah .
er.. this is hard .
GUYS . IM GNA BE GANGSTER LIKE VIVEK AND WRITE A GANGSTERLICIOUS RAP .

CHECK IT , CHECK IT, ONE TWO ONE TWO .
uh ! uh ! uh ! uh !
uh - huh ! uh - huh ! uh - huh ! uh - huh !
*music starts playing*
SLIIMSHADDEEEYYY ! CONVICCCTTTT ! SUUUUJEEEEN !
I WAS IN DHA HOOD ! DOIN MA THANGGG !
IT AINT NOTHANG BUT A CHICKEN WANG !
BUT NO . BUT NO . IT AINT BARBEQUE CHICKEN WAAANGS !
ITS HONEY GARLIC !
YE . YE . YE .

THEN I WALK DOWN MA HOOD .
LIKE A GANGSTA . LIKE A GANGSTA
Then shera come to me and be like 'WAH POP?!'
and i be like ' word '
and she be like 'where's dha blog post?!'
and i be like ' word '
and she be like ' do the blog post'
and i be like ' word '
and she be like ' your stupid '
and i be like ' word '

UH HUH ! UH HUH ! YEAHH !

Then john n' nina come to ma crib .
and nina be like , 'yo , brutha, let's bake a cake, for heavens sake, cause we're not in a lake, so it might take, some time to bake this cake. then lets go outside and rake. the leaves that god decided to make'
and john be like ' pocky pocky pocky'
and i be like 'word'

uh huh ! uh huh ! yeah ! uh huh ! yeah !

And me n' hannah be chillin in dha , in dha, in dha hoooood .
and i be like ' waddap'
and she be like ' leave'
and ill be like 'naw'
and she be like ' kay im going, bye *leaves*'

ye . ye . ye .

And me vivek and kelly just be chlling,
the spliffs is what we be hitting .
naw b, im just kidding .
we be doing hwrk dawg .
and kelly goes ' i miss kau'
and i be like ' word '
and vivek be like ' YO WHY YOU RAPPING FOR ?!YOU SUCK . YOU DONT EVEN RHYME, YOU RAP LIKE A HOCKEY PUCK. AND IM HAVING TROUBLE FINDING WORDS THAT RHYME, SHUCK[S]. CAUSE IF I USE THI SONE WORD, YOU GNA BE LIKE YOU STUPID DUCK'
and i be like 'word .'

and now that's my rap (: so awesome eh ?

but i suck at rapping, believe it or not , so ill write a poem too :] to make up for my horible rapping. ONE STANZA ONLY .

Distilled waters cry to me,
whispering melodies,
that cause the angels in my eyes leak Autumn-Blood.
But they scream the serenity of your omega,
sending poison through our veins,
while blackened honeysuckles start to sing my consummation.


GANGSTA (: .

SHOUTOUT TO FUJIE . ;] LOL