School sucks. first day of college (sju) and I pass out in all of my classes. Maybe because i had to get up at 6 fucking 30 this morning.
Then I go to buy my books and they don't have any of the ones I needs. I wish a plague on that awful school. Its full of sand nigs and woogy boogies anyway. Death to them all.
Quote:Originally posted by Meatwad
School sucks. first day of college (sju) and I pass out in all of my classes. Maybe because i had to get up at 6 fucking 30 this morning.
Then I go to buy my books and they don't have any of the ones I needs. I wish a plague on that awful school. Its full of sand nigs and woogy boogies anyway. Death to them all.
DEATH TO ALL OF THOSE THAT OPPOSE THE DANCING MEAT!
This is the reason why I flunked out and joined the Coast Guard....
Suck it up and stick with it dude. You'll be ok. Besides plenty of time to party.
Quote:Originally posted by Meatwad
School sucks. first day of college (sju) and I pass out in all of my classes. Maybe because i had to get up at 6 fucking 30 this morning.
Then I go to buy my books and they don't have any of the ones I needs. I wish a plague on that awful school. Its full of sand nigs and woogy boogies anyway. Death to them all.
Not gettin' any tail hmm? :kiss:
hottie - it's his first day. He'll come to THAT realization in about 2 weeks after he recovers from finding his books and paying $500 for them......
welcome to college meat boy! for what it's worth, I promise you that it WILL get better.
I hope so, I just hope I don't get shot up by all the OGs from the hood yo.
*Edit* That, and it seems like not one person who doesnt like rap (aka: is black) is a goth kid or something like it. Im a normal suburban white guy looking for some normal suburban white friends in an all ghetto affiliation. It's like walking in the desert with a grenade and no poor people to throw it at. Woe is me
can this square, not so hip, antiquated, old man ask a dumb fuck question?
what the hell is an OG? it's the second time today I heard that reference.
Quote:Originally posted by Grumpy
can this square, not so hip, antiquated, old man ask a dumb fuck question?
what the hell is an OG? it's the second time today I heard that reference.
A late 80s reference, meaning original gansta. Used in reference to someone who has been "in the game" for a relatively long time, meaning they are in their mid 20s.
Original Gangsta yo! Fo' shizzel!
O.G. Original Gangster
Ten years ago
I used to listen to rappers flow
Talkin' bout the way
They rocked the mic at the disco
I liked how that shit was goin' down
With my own sound
So I tried to write rhymes
Somethin' like them, my boys said,
"That ain't you Ice,
That shit sounds like them."
So I sat back, thought up a new track
Didn'T fantasize, kicked the pure
Facts. Motherfuckers got scared
Cause they weas unprepaired
who would tell it how it relly was?
Who dared?
A motherfucker from the West Coast
L.A. South Central fool
Where the Crips and the Bloods play
When I wrote about parties
It didn't fit
Six in the Mornin'
That was the real shit
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O.G. Original Gangster
When I wrote about parties
Someone always died
When I tried to write happy
Yo I knew I lied, I lived a life of crime
Why play ya blind?
A simple look
and anyone with two cents
would know I'm
A hardcore player fromhe streets
Rappin' bout hardcore topics
Over hardcore drum beats
a little different
Than the average though
Jet you thru the fast lane
Drop ya on death row
Cause anybody who's been there
Knows that life ain't sho lovely
On the blood-soaked fast track
That invincible shit don't work
Throw ya in a joint
You'll be comin' out feet first
So I blst the mic with my style
Sometimes I'm ill
The other times buck wild
But the science is always there
I'd be a true sucker
If I acted like I didn'T care
I rap for brothers just like myself
Dazed by the game
In a quest for extreme wealth
But I kick it to you hard and real
One wrong move, and you caps peeled
I ain't no super hero
I ain't no Marvel Comic
But when it comes to game I'm atomic
At droppin' it straight
Point blank and untwisted
No imagination needed, cause I lived it
This ain't no fuckin' joke
This shit is real to me
I'm Ice-T
O.G.
Two weeks ago I was out at the disco
Two brothers stepped up to me
And said
"Hey yo, Ice
We don't think you're down
What set ya claimin'?"
E drew the Glock, yo my set's aimin'!
Dumb motherfucker
Try to roll on me, please!
I'm protected by a thousand emcees
and hoodlums and hustlers
And bangers with Jeri curls
we won't even count the girls
Cause they got my back
And I got theirs too
Fight for the streets
When I'm on Oprah or Donahue
They try to sweat a nigga
But they just didn'T figure
What my wit's as quick as a hair trigger
"He's not your everyday-type
Prankster."
I'm Ice-T, the original gangster
So step to me
If you think that you're ready to
Got on your bullet proof?
Well mine's goin' right thru
This ain't no game to me
It's hollow fame to me
Without respect frome streets
So I don't claim be
The hardest motherfucker on earth
Catch me slippin, I can even get worked
But I don'T slip that often
there's a coffin
Waitin' for the brother
Who comes off soft when
The real fuckin' shit goes down
Take a look around
all them pussies can be found
they talk a mean fight
But fight like hoes
I'm from South Central, fool
Where everything goes
Snatch you out your car so fast
You'll get whiplash
Numbers on your roof top
For when the copters pass
Gang bangers
Don't carry no switch blades
Every kid's got a Tec 9 or a
Hand grenade
Thirty-seven killed
Last week in a crack war
Hostges tied up
And shot in a liquor store
Nobody gives a fuck
"The children have to go to school."
Well, moms, good luck
Cause the shit's fucked up bad
I use my pad and pen
And my lyrics break out mad
I try to write about fun
andthe goodtimes
But the pen yanks away and explodes
And destroys the rhyme
Maybe it's just cause of where I'm from
L.A. that was a shot gun!
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