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Welcome to my world; rather, welcome to my insane mind. I am an aspiring singer/songwriter from Sioux City, Iowa. Wait a moment, let me restate that. I am the sickest, most demented, and craziest fuckin' rapper/singer/songwriter on the face of this planet, and it doesn't really even matter where the fuck I'm from, and I'm not even living in Sioux City anymore anyway. I'm a fuckin' lyrical genius, and you can just suck my asshole if you really think otherwise. Oh yeah, and I better mention this at the fuckin' start as well...yes, I have an extremely bad potty-mouth, and a gigantic mother fuckin' ego as well, probably moreso than most anyone in this entire world, and I really don't fuckin' care what you think about it. I've gotten used to that fact, and you probably should, too. Did you take a look at my credentials on the lefthand side of this page? Ya better take my shit lightly too, because maybe I'm just tryin' to fuck with you. You never know, so just back the fuck off me.
Currently, I've worked with a local hip-hop group named Vital Hourz (with whom I'll will probably work again), but eventually I'll be in the rock scene when I get a fuckin' band together one of these days. I'm probably quite different from other rappers because of just that. I didn't try to be a rapper, it just happened. I wanna be a fuckin' rocker, but back in '02, my associate Backwordz of Vital Hourz introduced me to the studio because he heard that I could sing as well as Nate Dogg, and he wanted to lay down a track with me on the chorus. Then, since I've always written poetry, it didn't take long before I became inclined to put some poetry to music.
***DISCLAIMER***
I don't know why, but I just seem to have all sorts of crazy thoughts all the time. They just come outta nowhere, most of the time while I'm sober. Seriously. No fuckin' joke. This part of the tale you can be sure I'm not just fuckin' with you. Think of it as though I constantly have a horror flick runnin' through my mind 24/7. When I smoke on some of our lovely friend cannabis, my mind relaxes, and the creativity starts to flow. No longer will my thoughts be a jumbled mess of psychotic nonsense in both words & pictures, they become an intense rhyme scheme to give you a crazy story purely for your entertainment. Just so you know, I don't actually promote any type of violence whatsoever. Fuck that! I don't believe in that shit in my reality, but I still for some reason love the taboo, and I just can't stop myself from talkin' so much shit in my rhymes. Not to mention that you can't forget that I really do feel that I truly am on the brink of that insanity. So, it is most likely possible that one day someone or something will push me over that edge, and cause me to go psychotic the way that I speak in my rhymes because I am pretty fed up with all of life's bullshit obstacles. You can believe that.
***END DISCLAIMER***
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Just The Way That Vulgar Is Gimme a couple minutes, 'n I'll tell ya somethin' twisted.
This is about the times that I can't get lifted.
If you're pissin' me off, I'll backhand your forehead,
'n stab you 45 times to make sure that you're dead.
Bitch, gimme more head, or I'm gonna fuckin' beat you,
'n I can guarantee you're gonna cuss 'n bleed, too.
I'm gonna fuckin' eat you just like you're my breakfast
'Cuz I'm more vicious than a massacre in Texas.
I'ma leave you breathless, shit, I'ma leave you headless;
But fuck, the possibilities of torture are endless!
I can take your intestines, 'n wrap 'em 'round your neck,
'n while you're hangin', I'm gonna pound your head.
HA! I found a lead pipe. Ya wanna taste it?
Well, you might have to, dependin' on where I place it
'Cuz I'm deranged kid, I'll spit on you at your funeral
Then, I'll take a picture 'cuz it's so beautiful.
Gimme 3 bitches, 'n I'll make 'em all cum at once
By lickin' 2 pussies at the same time I'm fuckin' one
While I'm puffin' blunts in the summer sun.
That's the only way for me, there is no other fun.
So, fuck you punks! I'm goin' crazy again,
'n there's just no way that you can save me from sin.
I'm rapin' your kin while I'm forcin' you to watch me,
'n if you try to stop me, I'll splash you with coffee.
Then laugh like Bill Cosby, talkin' about some Jello,
'n ask stupid questions like, "Why can't you be mellow?"
You're just a stupid fellow, gettin' beat up since third grade;
Even gettin' fucked up by nerds in the worst way.
I heard that you turned gay, ya little fuckin' faggot,
'n if ya show me your dick, I'm gonna fuckin' smash it.
Gimme a hatchet, 'n I'll chop off your head fucker!
Then bury it in a coffin along with your dead mother.
Yeah, I'm a headhunter, and a fuckin' cannibal.
I'll chop off your balls, 'n feed 'em to my buddy, Hannibal.
I'm a fuckin' animal with all my primal instincts,
'n I want another tattoo. So, I need to find some pen inks.
I'm gonna put "asshole" and "killer" on my cheekbones.
Then go down to 4 th Street, 'n stab people at Rebo's.
Now that equals midieval 'cuz I'm half evil, half peaceful.
I'm smashin' all the steeples 'cuz I'm atheist and regal.
I chill when I'm high, 'n I kill when I'm sober,
'n I'm also punchin' every motherfuckin' Christian over.
..........................................Y'all been fuckin' up
By doin' too much of that bible-thumpin' stuff.
Oops, did I say stuff? I meant shit, ya fuckin' bitch!!!
Ya know I'm goin' crazy 'cuz every time I cuss, I twitch.
Yeah, I fucked your bitch, like I told you before,
But what I didn't tell you is that we also met 3 whores.
So when I stuck my dick in her, she got some cotton candy,
But when I fucked one slut to death, we had to stop it sadly.
Then move to the bed so we could fuck some more,
But my dick is so big, I just killed another whore.
Do ya like how I now described how I fucked your wife?
After I came in her pussy, I slit her wrists with a butterknife,
'n cut her twice. Then ya know where I stuck the knife?
The end of her digestive system...up the pipe.
It sucks that I'm hearin' shit. What fuckin' year is it?
I think someone told me I can't be chuggin' beer with kids,
But I do it anyway. Fuck followin' the law.
Tell me what to do again, 'n you'll be swallowin' your jaw.
Yeah, ya little bitch, I've got me some super powers,
'n I'm practicin' 'em all on all you stupid cowards.
I assume the power of constantly abusin' powders
At the same time I'm fuckin' kickin' you for hours.
Bitch, go use the shower.......ya fuckin' reek,
'n the smell o' yo' ass makes me puke, it's sour.
Dude, ya sniffed flour. What the fuck are you thinkin'?
Well, maybe it's all the Everclear you've been drinkin'.
Stinkin' from it, 'n you thought it was vodka.
All I can say is HA, HA, HA, HA, HA, what?
The moral of this whole song is just "be ready"
'Cuz ya never know when I'm poppin' out o' the bushes with a machete
Gettin' it ready for slittin' a steady line, 'n I hear ya bitchin' already.
Have a race to see who spits the fastest, I'll tell ya "bitch you won't get me!"
Shit, I'm sick o' spaghetti, gimme some fuckin' gourmet,
'n for the first time, I'll love it even more than foreplay.
That's not what the whores say, just what the poor say.
That's me without food, for like, fuckin' four days!!!
Why do you think I'm eatin' people in this fuckin' story?
I'm not choppin' off their heads just 'cuz they bore me.
The blood gets me horny, so I'll buy a prostitute.
Good thing the guy I just ate had lots o' loot.
Armani suit pimpin', while I'm rippin' that twat in two,
'n when I'm done hittin' it, I'll smoke a rock or two.
If this CD's not for you, it should be played for your kids.
So you can explain to them "Just The Way That It Is."
Be sure to have the album cover displayed on the fridge.
So everyone remembers they should blaze when they're sick
'Cuz it's a fuckin' medicine, shit, I need it in my head again.
Smokin' like a veteran, like a fat-ass drinkin Dexatrim,
Tokin' without hesitance this dope I get from Mexicans,
But I can't find my bag, you know that isn't excellent.
That's why I'm gettin' crazy, sobriety makes me hazy,
'n I'm lookin' at ya goofy 'cuz my left eye is lazy.
Don't ask why I'm shady, 'cuz my best guy is Hades,
'n he's givin' me the power to wreck lives with rabies.
I'll test drive a Mercedes while I'm twacked on crack 'n drunk,
'n I'm gonna drive reverse so I can crash 'n smash the trunk.
Oh yeah, I'm crackin' up. I find that shit so funny
'Cuz I killed both my passengers, 'n I'm takin' all their money.
Oops, one ain't dead, 'n he's tryin' to run from me.
It's the car dealer guy, runnin' slow 'cuz he's chunky,
But I ate that dude up, too 'cuz I was so fuckin' hungry.
If you think that's off the wall, then call me Humpty.
I've got many other stories you'll find so lovely.
Nobody can touch me; ain't no one above me,
'n if you try to cross me, you'll become my lunchmeat;
Even bein' close to stoppin' me is really fuckin' lucky.
And don't you fuckin' trust me 'cuz I will fuck your woman.
I'll even stick my dick in her mouth while you're lookin'.
Then I'll start pushin', 'n fuckin' her face against the cushions,
'n I'll bet you didn't know your stupid bitch was hookin'.
It only cost me a nickel for her to suck my pickle,
'n if I'm gonna fuck her cunt, the price'll just be tripled.
But it's not worth it, 'cuz she's so loose, it just tickles,
'n if she doesn't make me cum, I'll beat her with a pistol.
She even gets her wrists pulled, 'n torn out their sockets
Then I'll stab her with the knife I got right here in my pocket.
I'd rather kill her life, but your queer, so why stop it?
I'll have her in my dungeon here for blowjobs, kid.
Oh shit, I found my bag, now I can grab a high
While your slut bitch sucks my cock to pass the time.
I did this song, for real, just to outrage the censors;
To every fuckin' one of 'em, "You need to get yours!"
I can't help thinkin' up words so crazed 'n sick.
I know I laid it all out, 'n I really laid it thick.
Just roll a fat blunt, so we can start blazin' it.
Let's chill 'n smoke, 'n end this crazy shit.
Now, just so you know, the songs here on Myspace are for promotional purposes only, I cannot and will not sell them as that was the agreement for me to use the beats for free. So, enjoy the free shit while you can because I'll be chargin' you bitches one day soon. So long as you know how to record them from this page. (All you pirates out there know what I'm talkin' about.) We also got a fresh line of beats already produced by !mpulse of Vital Hourz that's gonna hit the fuckin' market most likely over the next year, so it won't be too long before I get some shit online that you'll have to pay for.
I also know that upon hearing my songs, you're gonna think I'm fuckin' crazy, and you're right. Since I mentioned it before this point, if you didn't already realize that, you must be a total fuckin' retard. I've always been the peaceful nice guy, but after I was jumped by 10 motherfuckers and put in a coma for four days, I fuckin' snapped, and now I'm releasing all that energy in my sick twisted rhymes so maybe I won't really kill anybody. So, if you don't like my vulgarity, LICK MY FUCKING ASSHOLE, YOU GODDAMN PIECE OF MORONIC CUM-STAINED HORSE SHIT!!! Sometimes I'm convinced that I'm suffering from split-personality disorder, or at least from Tourette's Syndrome, 'cuz I don't know what the fuck I'm doing half the time. Or, maybe I'm just fucking with you, and everything I just told you is a lie. HAHAHA!!! Perhaps I am telling the truth though, and I need to just make sure to keep smoking pot to keep my head clear, so I don't wig out. Just take note of this: If you believe every word I state in my music, on this profile, or even on my website then you're a fucking retarded crackhead!!! No one can truly be as insane as I claim to be, or maybe I am... Have I lost you yet? Then I think you need to go ahead and pick up the fuckin' bong and take a fat hit!
Well anyway, if you want to either talk shit or shoot it, hit me up. I'll always try to have time for messages, so if you have something to say to me, or to ask me, feel free to send a message, but understand that I am a very, very busy man, and if I don't respond to you as quickly as you'd like, it's simply because I don't have the time to get back to everybody right away. You can also check out my up-and-coming Official website by clicking here . I've been designing my site as a library for lyrics, and a musician's directory. Not much is added yet, but I've been updating whenever I get the time. I haven't even added very many of my own lyrics to the damn thing yet, but trust me, that'll be coming soon; very soon. So, check it out fuckers, and if you've got any suggestions for content, let me know.
Finally, be sure to check out the friends on my list below as it'll change everytime you refresh the page. Not only are there a lot of cool musicians both mainstream and underground (like my boys from Sioux City and Omaha,) but there's also some kick-ass stoner profiles, too. Give 'em all a look, and check 'em out...HAHAHA!!! POTHEADS FUCKIN' RULE!!! music layout @ Unique MySpace Layouts - Movie Layouts - Music Layouts - More MySpace Layouts! - MySpace Tools
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