Last time I play the game: love me when im gone chumps!
this is just to make sure, for certain that it never happens again! again... this is just me Over-doing it.. then doin' it some more!! if ya'll didn't already notice, they were on their last reserve.. who u fools got ur misinformation from... the jailers who held me captive for years and like u fools found recreation in trying to kick a man when he's down! Death to america... after the talk of opporTURNity thats who ya'll side with... the enemy of the guy who's still all of ur favorite things!! they got desperate again!! while hopin i would never be released.. at the same time confused in their own feelings "as u all are" (love it or hate it pick a side ... still it matters none to me!!) they wanted me gone at the same time, so that i wouldnt continue to embarass them day in and day out where they worked manual labor, where the women they been chasin' for years LOVed ME [punk ass] and they were shook to death even to write me up for disciplinary infractions, cause then the women might get mad and not speak to them for about a week!! "u wrote who up?" they'd ask!! [punk ass] and its 'cause of u greedy rich folk i wont right now, be able to send appreciation gifts to all the women in every jail i was housed in for saving my life by keeping up my spirits! {and i didnt tell the pussycat dolls to write that song, yall did.. cause yall thought he would at best be only one or a few things and not all!! a guy u could just look at w/ the camera on him when he wouldnt have nuthin' too intelligent or opinionated to speak of and sub-par talent! so ya'll thought it was then safe to call him out, invite him to dinner just dont tell him he's the main course on u judas' menu!!} and they, the c.o's couldnt say: "oh he got chumped in prison, they took his food from him, or he was congregating with gay men or they ever say saw me in any other way than with my head held high! never one for the down trodden mood! that aint me!! tha'ts y i stay the fuck away from myserable folk.. that shit rubbs of.. [and it stains ur clothes!!] the min. they come around im gone!!! all of what yall went in search of but found just the opposite.. that they stayed the fuck outta my way and i ran shit in every ct jail i was at!! belive it... ask again if u aint sure about it!! and there, i wore the standard khaki uniform like everybody else! NOW, they heard about and think they know the story and it's all magnified on a greater scale... i got out and hit the ground runnin'! got clean! clothes fresh... left them behind and my legend still haunts and torments their weak souls.. when the buzz keeps echoing off the bricks and bars, deafining their ears at their workplace! Tourture! so of course logically, in a haters way of thinking they dont like it!! i reversed the spell... now they are prisoners held captive to my memory that's forever and perennial resounding! add to that now, its women of the rich and famous class that show the guy and his lady love (we luv' u hollywood women too by the way!! that's why u rich jealous fellas is mad and upset they don't know of ur fame....! and tried to slow down GarnTee ! "so what the fuck is ya'lls worth out the window went the rent wit the game like my first name was winstant laim stallsworth! "sir winstant laim" to u peasants!! well thats just tooo damn bad! its all over now take it like a man! [punk ass!] thanx anyway, it only makes us stronger! better looking! back to the matter at hand now.. so that theres no confusion! i never like being misundertood!! they thought i bet.. hey, "he makes her happy in every way possible already so, whats the one thing left to their relationsip that they havent yet consummated" oh, of course that.. and since she's never been there (something u goddamn heathens shouldnt even have known about and keep harping on-) we can tell her anything about "the act" and try and cloud and confuse her! [punk ass!] try again! try to stow away ur lust for just a moment.. u cant control ur urges, cant attract a women, kapri pant wearin' paul revere minute men sensitive, jealous ass chumps! and imagine something like that getting out about ur daughters, becoming world wide knowldge for the worlds lustful consumption.. u goddamn heathens! who will save ur souls when u act that way and greed causes u to rob from the poor ! yall should of atleast had the decency to tell the haters to bring a ruler when staring at my flacid tool with 5 suppsoed men over my shoulder holding a vid camera, me standin' bare foot ass-naked on a cold floor.. talkin-'bout "squat,cough and spread em !" again i fully understand yall were insearch of daylight- hope.. while running from the dark ages GarnTee got ya'll world under! 3 factors guys! 'mr reliable' aint so happy or comfortable when 1, other men are lookin' [dont knw about yall but that aint me- thats not what turns me on] second.. cold! thridly.. adrenaline immediately after fighting.. blood rushing to where its needed at the moment and or water, u just might 'experience' some shrinking right? so maybe thats what they thought they saw... of course im right! and for my special case they were always in the rearview prepping for the photo-finish gimmick, tryna negate my shine! {ya'll rich folk should know a little sumethin about that] so i couldnt even be sure that they werent getting off on watching the tape in their lounge eatin' popcorn w/ soft drinks rewindin'; the tape and shit, cause of their grudge against me! like ya'll found this shit now to be some sorta new form of entertainment- a damn reality show! so ok-go u treadmill ass niggas ! u could run but the thing slide!! tell ur corectins officers budiees that im still winning'! nolonger waitin' on the world to change.. im makin it happen!! so welcome to the real world, death dancin' wit the stars, so who the fuck wants to be a millionaire! when the fear factor's got em runnin the amazin' race? im tyna send em to pac whether he forgive em or not... ask B.I.G brother.. will u be a survivror then? My Life is not a game! Hell to pay from this day forward.. "death to america! Jihad!"
Last time I play the game: love me when im gone chumps!
this is just to make sure, for certain that it never happens again! again... this is just me Over-doing it.. then doin' it some more!! if ya'll didn't already notice, they were on their last reserve.. who u fools got ur misinformation from... the jailers who held me captive for years and like u fools found recreation in trying to kick a man when he's down! Death to america... after the talk of opporTURNity thats who ya'll side with... the enemy of the guy who's still all of ur favorite things!! they got desperate again!! while hopin i would never be released.. at the same time confused in their own feelings "as u all are" (love it or hate it pick a side ... still it matters none to me!!) they wanted me gone at the same time, so that i wouldnt continue to embarass them day in and day out where they worked manual labor, where the women they been chasin' for years LOVed ME [punk ass] and they were shook to death even to write me up for disciplinary infractions, cause then the women might get mad and not speak to them for about a week!! "u wrote who up?" they'd ask!! [punk ass] and its 'cause of u greedy rich folk i wont right now, be able to send appreciation gifts to all the women in every jail i was housed in for saving my life by keeping up my spirits! {and i didnt tell the pussycat dolls to write that song, yall did.. cause yall thought he would at best be only one or a few things and not all!! a guy u could just look at w/ the camera on him when he wouldnt have nuthin' too intelligent or opinionated to speak of and sub-par talent! so ya'll thought it was then safe to call him out, invite him to dinner just dont tell him he's the main course on u judas' menu!!} and they, the c.o's couldnt say: "oh he got chumped in prison, they took his food from him, or he was congregating with gay men or say they ever saw me in any other way than with my head held high! never one for the down trodden mood! that aint me!! tha'ts y i stay the fuck away from myserable folk.. that shit rubbs of.. [and it stains ur clothes!!] the min. they come around im gone!!! all of what yall went in search of but found just the opposite.. that they stayed the fuck outta my way and i ran shit in every ct jail i was at!! belive it... ask again if u aint sure about it!! and there, i wore the standard khaki uniform like everybody else! NOW, they heard about and think they know the story and it's all magnified on a greater scale... i got out and hit the ground runnin'! got clean! clothes fresh... left them behind and my legend still haunts and torments their weak souls.. when the buzz keeps echoing off the bricks and bars, deafining their ears at their workplace! Tourture! so of course logically, in a haters way of thinking they dont like it!! i reversed the spell... now they are prisoners held captive to my memory that's forever and perennial resounding! add to that now, its women of the rich and famous class that show the guy and his lady love (we luv' u hollywood women too by the way!! that's why u rich jealous fellas is mad and upset they don't even know of ur fame....! and tried to slow down GarnTee ! "so what the fuck is ya'lls worth out the window went the rent wit the game like my first name was winstant laim stallsworth! "sir winstant laim" to u peasants!! well thats just tooo damn bad! its all over now take it like a man! [punk ass!] thanx anyway, it only makes us stronger! better looking! back to the matter at hand now.. so that theres no confusion! i never like being misundertood!! they thought i bet.. hey, "he makes her happy in every way possible already so, whats the one thing left to their relationsip that they havent yet consummated" oh, of course that.. and since she's never been there (something u goddamn heathens shouldnt even have known about and keep harping on-) we can tell her anything about "the act" and try and cloud and confuse her! [punk ass!] try again! try to stow away ur lust for just a moment.. u cant control ur urges, cant attract a women, kapri pant wearin' paul revere, minute men been adick turn coats, sensitive, jealous ass chumps! and imagine something like that getting out about ur daughters, becoming world wide knowldge for the worlds lustful consumption.. u goddamn heathens! who will save ur souls when u act that way and greed causes u to rob from the poor ! yall should of atleast had the decency to tell the haters to bring a ruler when staring at my flacid tool with 5 supposed men over my shoulder holding a vid camera, me standin' bare foot ass-naked on a cold floor.. talkin-'bout "squat,cough and spread em !" again i fully understand yall were insearch of daylight- hope.. while running from the dark ages GarnTee got ya'll world under! 3 factors guys! 'mr reliable' aint so happy or comfortable when 1, other men are lookin' [dont knw about yall but that aint me- thats not what turns me on] second.. cold! thirdly.. adrenaline immediately after fighting.. blood rushing to where its needed at the moment and or water, u just might 'experience' some shrinking right? so maybe thats what they thought they saw... of course im right! and for my special case they were always in the rearview prepping for the photo-finish gimmick, tryna negate my shine! {ya'll rich folk should know a little sumethin about that] so i couldnt even be sure that they werent getting off on watching the tape in their lounge eatin' popcorn w/ soft drinks rewindin'; the tape and shit, cause of their grudge against me! like ya'll found this shit now to be some sorta new form of entertainment- a damn reality show! so ok-go u treadmill ass niggas ! u could run but the thing slide!! tell ur corections officers buddies that im still winning'! nolonger waitin' on the world to change.. im makin it happen!! so welcome to the real world, death dancin' wit the stars, so who the fuck wants to be a millionaire! when the fear factor's got em runnin the amazin' race? im tyna send em to pac whether he forgive em or not... ask B.I.G brother.. will u be a survivor then? My Life is not a game! nor for being sold out! Hell to pay from this day forward.. "death to america! Jihad!"
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Last time I play the game: love me when im gone chumps!
this is just to make sure, for certain that it never happens again! again... this is just me Over-doing it.. then doin' it some more!!
if ya'll didn't already notice, they were on their last reserve.. who u fools got ur misinformation from... the jailers who held me captive for years and like u fools found recreation in trying to kick a man when he's down! Death to america... after the talk of opporTURNity thats who ya'll side with... the enemy of the guy who's still all of ur favorite things!! they got desperate again!! while hopin i would never be released.. at the same time confused in their own feelings "as u all are" (love it or hate it pick a side ... still it matters none to me!!) they wanted me gone at the same time, so that i wouldnt continue to embarass them day in and day out where they worked manual labor, where the women they been chasin' for years LOVed ME [punk ass] and they were shook to death even to write me up for disciplinary infractions, cause then the women might get mad and not speak to them for about a week!! "u wrote who up?" they'd ask!! [punk ass] and its 'cause of u greedy rich folk i wont right now, be able to send appreciation gifts to all the women in every jail i was housed in for saving my life by keeping up my spirits! {and i didnt tell the pussycat dolls to write that song, yall did.. cause yall thought he would at best be only one or a few things and not all!! a guy u could just look at w/ the camera on him when he wouldnt have nuthin' too intelligent or opinionated to speak of and sub-par talent! so ya'll thought it was then safe to call him out, invite him to dinner just dont tell him he's the main course on u judas' menu!!} and they, the c.o's couldnt say: "oh he got chumped in prison, they took his food from him, or he was congregating with gay men or they ever say saw me in any other way than with my head held high! never one for the down trodden mood! that aint me!! tha'ts y i stay the fuck away from myserable folk.. that shit rubbs of.. [and it stains ur clothes!!] the min. they come around im gone!!! all of what yall went in search of but found just the opposite.. that they stayed the fuck outta my way and i ran shit in every ct jail i was at!! belive it... ask again if u aint sure about it!! and there, i wore the standard khaki uniform like everybody else! NOW, they heard about and think they know the story and it's all magnified on a greater scale... i got out and hit the ground runnin'! got clean! clothes fresh... left them behind and my legend still haunts and torments their weak souls.. when the buzz keeps echoing off the bricks and bars, deafining their ears at their workplace! Tourture! so of course logically, in a haters way of thinking they dont like it!! i reversed the spell... now they are prisoners held captive to my memory that's forever and perennial resounding!
add to that now, its women of the rich and famous class that show the guy and his lady love (we luv' u hollywood women too by the way!! that's why u rich jealous fellas is mad and upset they don't know of ur fame....! and tried to slow down GarnTee ! "so what the fuck is ya'lls worth out the window went the rent wit the game like my first name was winstant laim stallsworth! "sir winstant laim" to u peasants!! well thats just tooo damn bad! its all over now take it like a man! [punk ass!] thanx anyway, it only makes us stronger! better looking!
back to the matter at hand now.. so that theres no confusion! i never like being misundertood!!
they thought i bet.. hey, "he makes her happy in every way possible already so, whats the one thing left to their relationsip that they havent yet consummated" oh, of course that.. and since she's never been there (something u goddamn heathens shouldnt even have known about and keep harping on-) we can tell her anything about "the act" and try and cloud and confuse her! [punk ass!] try again! try to stow away ur lust for just a moment.. u cant control ur urges, cant attract a women, kapri pant wearin' paul revere minute men sensitive, jealous ass chumps! and imagine something like that getting out about ur daughters, becoming world wide knowldge for the worlds lustful consumption.. u goddamn heathens! who will save ur souls when u act that way and greed causes u to rob from the poor !
yall should of atleast had the decency to tell the haters to bring a ruler when staring at my flacid tool with 5 suppsoed men over my shoulder holding a vid camera, me standin' bare foot ass-naked on a cold floor.. talkin-'bout "squat,cough and spread em !" again i fully understand yall were insearch of daylight- hope.. while running from the dark ages GarnTee got ya'll world under!
3 factors guys! 'mr reliable' aint so happy or comfortable when 1, other men are lookin' [dont knw about yall but that aint me- thats not what turns me on] second.. cold! thridly.. adrenaline immediately after fighting.. blood rushing to where its needed at the moment and or water, u just might 'experience' some shrinking right? so maybe thats what they thought they saw... of course im right! and for my special case they were always in the rearview prepping for the photo-finish gimmick, tryna negate my shine! {ya'll rich folk should know a little sumethin about that] so i couldnt even be sure that they werent getting off on watching the tape in their lounge eatin' popcorn w/ soft drinks rewindin'; the tape and shit, cause of their grudge against me! like ya'll found this shit now to be some sorta new form of entertainment- a damn reality show! so ok-go u treadmill ass niggas ! u could run but the thing slide!!
tell ur corectins officers budiees that im still winning'! nolonger waitin' on the world to change.. im makin it happen!! so welcome to the real world, death dancin' wit the stars, so who the fuck wants to be a millionaire! when the fear factor's got em runnin the amazin' race? im tyna send em to pac whether he forgive em or not... ask B.I.G brother.. will u be a survivror then? My Life is not a game! Hell to pay from this day forward.. "death to america! Jihad!"
king author
-g.p.
Last time I play the game: love me when im gone chumps!
this is just to make sure, for certain that it never happens again! again... this is just me Over-doing it.. then doin' it some more!!
if ya'll didn't already notice, they were on their last reserve.. who u fools got ur misinformation from... the jailers who held me captive for years and like u fools found recreation in trying to kick a man when he's down! Death to america... after the talk of opporTURNity thats who ya'll side with... the enemy of the guy who's still all of ur favorite things!! they got desperate again!! while hopin i would never be released.. at the same time confused in their own feelings "as u all are" (love it or hate it pick a side ... still it matters none to me!!) they wanted me gone at the same time, so that i wouldnt continue to embarass them day in and day out where they worked manual labor, where the women they been chasin' for years LOVed ME [punk ass] and they were shook to death even to write me up for disciplinary infractions, cause then the women might get mad and not speak to them for about a week!! "u wrote who up?" they'd ask!! [punk ass] and its 'cause of u greedy rich folk i wont right now, be able to send appreciation gifts to all the women in every jail i was housed in for saving my life by keeping up my spirits! {and i didnt tell the pussycat dolls to write that song, yall did.. cause yall thought he would at best be only one or a few things and not all!! a guy u could just look at w/ the camera on him when he wouldnt have nuthin' too intelligent or opinionated to speak of and sub-par talent! so ya'll thought it was then safe to call him out, invite him to dinner just dont tell him he's the main course on u judas' menu!!} and they, the c.o's couldnt say: "oh he got chumped in prison, they took his food from him, or he was congregating with gay men or say they ever saw me in any other way than with my head held high! never one for the down trodden mood! that aint me!! tha'ts y i stay the fuck away from myserable folk.. that shit rubbs of.. [and it stains ur clothes!!] the min. they come around im gone!!! all of what yall went in search of but found just the opposite.. that they stayed the fuck outta my way and i ran shit in every ct jail i was at!! belive it... ask again if u aint sure about it!! and there, i wore the standard khaki uniform like everybody else! NOW, they heard about and think they know the story and it's all magnified on a greater scale... i got out and hit the ground runnin'! got clean! clothes fresh... left them behind and my legend still haunts and torments their weak souls.. when the buzz keeps echoing off the bricks and bars, deafining their ears at their workplace! Tourture! so of course logically, in a haters way of thinking they dont like it!! i reversed the spell... now they are prisoners held captive to my memory that's forever and perennial resounding!
add to that now, its women of the rich and famous class that show the guy and his lady love (we luv' u hollywood women too by the way!! that's why u rich jealous fellas is mad and upset they don't even know of ur fame....! and tried to slow down GarnTee ! "so what the fuck is ya'lls worth out the window went the rent wit the game like my first name was winstant laim stallsworth! "sir winstant laim" to u peasants!! well thats just tooo damn bad! its all over now take it like a man! [punk ass!] thanx anyway, it only makes us stronger! better looking!
back to the matter at hand now.. so that theres no confusion! i never like being misundertood!!
they thought i bet.. hey, "he makes her happy in every way possible already so, whats the one thing left to their relationsip that they havent yet consummated" oh, of course that.. and since she's never been there (something u goddamn heathens shouldnt even have known about and keep harping on-) we can tell her anything about "the act" and try and cloud and confuse her! [punk ass!] try again! try to stow away ur lust for just a moment.. u cant control ur urges, cant attract a women, kapri pant wearin' paul revere, minute men been adick turn coats, sensitive, jealous ass chumps! and imagine something like that getting out about ur daughters, becoming world wide knowldge for the worlds lustful consumption.. u goddamn heathens! who will save ur souls when u act that way and greed causes u to rob from the poor !
yall should of atleast had the decency to tell the haters to bring a ruler when staring at my flacid tool with 5 supposed men over my shoulder holding a vid camera, me standin' bare foot ass-naked on a cold floor.. talkin-'bout "squat,cough and spread em !" again i fully understand yall were insearch of daylight- hope.. while running from the dark ages GarnTee got ya'll world under!
3 factors guys! 'mr reliable' aint so happy or comfortable when 1, other men are lookin' [dont knw about yall but that aint me- thats not what turns me on] second.. cold! thirdly.. adrenaline immediately after fighting.. blood rushing to where its needed at the moment and or water, u just might 'experience' some shrinking right? so maybe thats what they thought they saw... of course im right! and for my special case they were always in the rearview prepping for the photo-finish gimmick, tryna negate my shine! {ya'll rich folk should know a little sumethin about that] so i couldnt even be sure that they werent getting off on watching the tape in their lounge eatin' popcorn w/ soft drinks rewindin'; the tape and shit, cause of their grudge against me! like ya'll found this shit now to be some sorta new form of entertainment- a damn reality show! so ok-go u treadmill ass niggas ! u could run but the thing slide!!
tell ur corections officers buddies that im still winning'! nolonger waitin' on the world to change.. im makin it happen!! so welcome to the real world, death dancin' wit the stars, so who the fuck wants to be a millionaire! when the fear factor's got em runnin the amazin' race? im tyna send em to pac whether he forgive em or not... ask B.I.G brother.. will u be a survivor then? My Life is not a game! nor for being sold out! Hell to pay from this day forward.. "death to america! Jihad!"
king author
-g.p.
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