Who Gives Kudos: (2) uıɹǝ (2) Cranky Yell.. (2) Jean Luc.. (2)

	uıɹǝ	or instead some weed to go with that pizza or gus's pretzels with salsiccia guzzle a few rockstars like i do urrday bounce off the walls then hit the hay   Posted by uıɹǝ on Wednesday, February 13, 2008 - 5:55 AM [Reply to this]

	Whoremoans	went to sleep on monday woke up on saturday work eats whole weeks away so i hit the walls like that old cartoon rabbit ricochet even when you hit stop my video is still on play cuz the vcr is stuck but with a little luck and a quick thump my tape wont get ate up dont fast forward, whats the rush?   Posted by Whoremoans on Wednesday, February 13, 2008 - 8:29 PM [Reply to this]

	A Woman Of Substance Substains! (Aka Airman Jones) Casey Jones	Man this shits so funny when I lauph be fallen on my ass my stomach be achen like a carnavore's wit no baken I feel like I been hitten that good herb I asked some of yall to deliver and boy did you serve the sensation that my mind is hungry for giggles so much so that drool comes out my mouth and snot starts to trickle Yall got me lauphen a little like a chineese dick yall got me strait trippen like an acid trip   Posted by A Woman Of Substance Substains! (Aka Airman Jones) on Wednesday, February 13, 2008 - 8:55 PM [Reply to this]

	Cranky Yellow Publishing	We've been shakin ya'll like hot frogs in the kitchen Cookin those pizza's, bitch I shouldn't have'ta mention We keep servin up DRIP-DROPs polka-dots and acid We're not religious, so we'll kick fast'in asses Sit down, relax, hopscotch two or three I'm trackin' this train round fo' everyone to see.   Posted by Cranky Yellow Publishing on Friday, February 15, 2008 - 11:51 PM [Reply to this]

	Whoremoans	and by the time they notice ill be picking up speed all they see is tailights and smoke like a traffick jam on weed like everyone else i bleed my blood just happens to be motor oil and black ink cut me and itll drip out a sick verse ill be spitting sick raps and facts when im in the back of a black hurst im from another planet im not even supposed to be here like daunte in clerks i should stop rapping and just start chasing skirts   Posted by Whoremoans on Saturday, February 16, 2008 - 12:27 AM [Reply to this]

	Cranky Yellow Publishing	two tails, split tails chasin skirts and boxer briefs tasting dirty-Erty, gonna go on happily So i'm hurtin' back from screechin' train of hip-hop-a-lot you see Gonna get a got and pee a bot two ounces fo' ya'll and me   Posted by Cranky Yellow Publishing on Saturday, February 16, 2008 - 12:35 AM [Reply to this]

	A Woman Of Substance Substains! (Aka Airman Jones) Casey Jones	Happy yall make me like the hormones from havin a baby it dont matter that im young cause the government will save me with welfare, fuck health care I be feedin my kids all kindza popcorn and chips and when they cry for a bottle they drink from davids Pe-niz The only time I cook is when im cooken some meth and if I cant afford it I just have to flash my breast and if that muthafucka dont like it he must be gay or mabie bengay cause he was was hertin fo' me but then his pain went away   Posted by A Woman Of Substance Substains! (Aka Airman Jones) on Saturday, February 16, 2008 - 1:03 AM [Reply to this]

	Dora Magrath	This shit's crazy, illegitimate rhymes to last you all day, talkin' crazy shit in a funny sort of way, we're all art dork punk queer kids tryin' ta make our way, and don't you know we're all making it day by motherfuckin' day.   Posted by Dora Magrath on Saturday, February 16, 2008 - 7:22 PM [Reply to this]

	Cranky Yellow Publishing	Chorus: yoyoyoyoyoyoyoyoyo It ain't easy bein' the dork with the cheap-cheap skills, aint payin' no bills, ain't gettin' no thrills, It ain't easy bein' the dork with the cheap-cheap skills, ain't payin' no bills, ain't gettin' no thrills, Fags just wanna plaaaay, bitches just wanna sta-ai-aaaaay It ain't easy bein' the dork with the cheap-cheap skills, aint payin' no bills, ain't gettin' no thrills, It ain't easy bein' the dork with the cheap-cheap skills, ain't payin' no bills, ain't gettin' no thrills,   Posted by Cranky Yellow Publishing on Saturday, February 16, 2008 - 9:09 PM [Reply to this]

	Jean Luc' Pierre Defruu	(Emo special guest rapper appears!) Where be all the monies, homey? Where are all my bitches, homey? I really wanna know me, know me, Why can't I find what I need, only? Every day, every night I look and find a cheap thrill, Can't get nuthin' lasting, aint got enough time to kiiiiiill, Baby want me, daddy want me, boss-man want me, mommy want me, home-boy want me, man all I got is pills got tons of them, got tons of them, don't need no more shallow magic, don't need no more empty games, I need to find mah true self, gotta find a way out of this paaaain!   Posted by Jean Luc' Pierre Defruu on Wednesday, February 20, 2008 - 7:36 PM [Reply to this]