Monday, January 19, 2004
sorry, that last one wasn't really worth much. Uhm, ya. i don't know what to say. Really i don't what's funny is that when i say that i usually end up writing an ass ton of shit after it. I think maybe that uhm, by saying i have no words i'm like challenging myself to say something. I've written all this before huh? Oh well, hear it again and love it like it's the first time that you heard it. I mean what else do you have to do outside of this? If you really had some awesome shit on deck you'd be all up in it instead yer hear reading the words of some d-bag who lead off by sayin' he aint got nothin' to say. What's that say about you? sing while i sing a song of six pence and if it makes sense then sing along/cling along to my nuts if you've got the guts then bring it on. That's from Pharoah Monch who if memory serves clocked in at 22 on the top 22 of all time. Dudes the shit. Learned never to sound the same or to rap on a track and sound sane.. That's good advice for anyone i guess...
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