well this saturday nite is a different story. my girl was at sandton n she was like
´´come and i´ll give you some loooooooovve!´´
but i was like
´´nah my pops wont take me anyways.´´
pity for me cuz i know i couldve pumped that butt. pure booty call, but the call came unheard cuz recently my inner ear is a little
f@cked up if you know what i mean.
no but off the record im plotting the demise of every clog-wearing, stupid dutch person on the face of this earth. you know holland is under sea level, well you see im gonna nuke the damn dikes and watch the country flood.
just been listenin to rob sonic. he´s kinda on that hangar 18 rhyme tip and i dont know how the hell he makes his beats.
wish i could make it to fatbox,
sounds pretty ill but mine is the life of a dependant high school student.
hows the mag comin along?
big sam
*promiscuously sponsored by cancerous pete and sporadic charlie*[ This message was edited by: larry_atoms on 19-09-2004 10:00 ]
