About Me
i could lie to you about who i am and what this is. but nobody looks at my site so im not gonna waste my time. GAMEFUEGO is just a kid working with some beats tryin to see what he can come up with. alot of names. alot of confusion. alot of emotion. alot of everything else that happens in life. if you know me then dope... add me. if not, then do whatever makes you happy. i dont care. everyting now and in the past will always be my inspiration behind making music. so let me do my thing.
i get way too crazy when i drink. im a tall short brown guy, the biggest of the little ones. i find myself attracted to older women. i work at it, it fules my fire. sometimes i mack on fat chicks because not only is it easy but it makes me feel better about the sexy ones turning me down, fat bitches cant resist me. i look like brad pitt. if you ever have the chance to experience foski brown in his drunk state you might be whitness to some breakdancing and/ or jaw breaking. they say i look like tupac without a shirt on. i think everyones just flattering me. i hate bullshit, hoes, and hoes that bullshit. listen girl your not as smart as you think, get the fuck out before you get fingerblasted. i say holla. you’re so fucking cool.
if i was a saint, my name would be SAINT FOSKI. because thats my real name. i know this kid who used to call girls bitches and thought it was way badass. then he flipped a girls skirt and found out the hard way. if a girl talks about cheese in her profile she should probably send me a message because i have a few choice questions to ask her. and if your from wisconsin. i cut all my hair off. AND DONT THINK THAT YOU HAVE BETTER PICTURES cus i got one covering the front of the house and nother bitch covering the back. spa. FLF come back to my sophmore year. oakland A’s jacket and capital on my hand. red monkey pants? yes.
i got some new shit fill it with simple intuition. buhuhuhhahaahahahaha. i still catch these bullets make my hands bleed. why is it everyone over the age of 23 sets their profile private? you got me. so you wanna go to the lake this weekend, i got a house boat. wait... thats your little sister? funny cus her favorite part of my song is when i say ughh tell her i said fuck on the real notes the other day i was looking at some pictures, and i realized. ugly bitches need the dick too. then all of a sudden i didnt feel bad about having sex wih all those fat bitches anymore. them being fat was a plus to the fact they were busted ugly. a wise black man named mario once called a bunch of fat ghetto skatepark girls "buckled ass bitches" but it was my man cloud who said "keep em on the burners... but never stop choppn’ and poppn’". thats the truth i want kids so my little brothers band can eat them. porn is no good, bad boy dude. so they say we can stay here and stay alive for our great grandchildren to remember our names then only be forgotten or we can go to this war and be killed but have our names live on forever. theres nothing better then get some action... except for getting some action in a really fast car. gfuego tryn not to tell you too much because for the most part we down for shit as much as i like saying shit. a lot of people think that they know what this is or why i have it, but they dont. careful with the personal shit, hit a brother up every once in a while. no need to know what you dont need to so keep their mouths shit bitch. dirty cus i got brown skin all the time junior gong marley oh so all the time. i bake but never a cake. someone take me for granted, do things out of despite. i donno when they started calling me triple threat foski b... but it definitely has begun. whiskey insted of water please yeah i write my own songs. its a shame that im the shyest one that come from the first family, but its dirty when your dad marries a blondie. brown like dirt. brown like poop. you can call me nova... like casanova. slap to the face high school boy, not anymore. so i tried to take one for the team the otherday and the fat bitch didnt even want it. there i was, willing to give the poor young soul the best 35 seconds of her life and all she could do was continue to eat her cheeseburger. common baby, i might be a little cocky but your the one who needs the cock in their life. and on that i wish nothing more on fat bitches. im back to goin for the ones who want it the most. supermodels and movie stars. i figure ive experienced the bottom now its time to graduate grade school. where the fuck is nicole richie? ive been spoted at parties where pretty ricky ricky ricky ricky couldn’t dance with me Because the cops is watchin the streets is talkin Ya hoes is unfaithful ya family ungreatful Ya niggaz aint loyal you niggaz aint lawyers And everybody saw you and aint that a bitch!
let me show you how the low rider bounces off the floor, you aint know. its the motherfuckin cronic thats whats up, roll that blunt. somebody% jump off a cliff land in some water jump off a higher cliff land in some water jump out of a plane land in some water jump out of a plane use a parachute drive fast drive slow drive drunk drive stoned eat ice eat cream eat me ide rather eat a sandwich with cheese possibly off some titties. oh yeah, another album the jokes still on you. so i wrote all this bull shit mainly to say fuck you. i hate this organization. i grow vegas out of my veins i bypass your fate i can say whatever i want to say just dont let this myspace take your breath away. its a joke. "still only god knows why" without a childs mind hes simply a corps, what good is a corps without free will. explain that shit todd jones. baby this is the new age, you like my new craze lets get together maybe we can start a new phase The smokes got the club all hazy, spotlights don’t do you justice baby Why don’t you come over here, you got me saying (all the kings men)(all the kings men)(all the kings men) i cant say im sorry for the way i am. are you famiiar with the humpty dumpty story? im bronze and beautiful, stole that from a bitch. how about some fuckin body shots for once show me what im working with here. death of a salesmen, death of foski b. i know more then you. i would give up the game and be a realestate agent but i dont have big enough boobs. i met a girl one day her name was nikki gray so i went home searched her on myspace. sure enough i found her. i mean, shes a fuckin huge time model, she got like 12000 friends. im just a kid wondering what it would be like to roll with bitches of that calaber in my whip. itll happen, right as soon as i drop this lid. i bought a calendar, her ass was in it. im mr february. but i cant hold may without april or june and the two of us still have no clue.im on the grind hoe. its super hard to be me
your name is baby you can call me patrick swayze but my real name is johnny castle "Love your enemies, do good to those who hate you." i drive a whip i cant afford, stunt a dog that isnt tamed and get fucked up on the weekends to forget about not being famous... what is love, baby dont hurt me. dont hurt me no more. yeah boy still in it with the randoms. people say they dont know what im talking about and i never make sense, just read my profile again. untill i return to break you out of Consciousness im starting to scare myself i spelled that word right the first time i tried. bring me back some chocolate thats something you should know about me. green crack on the sofa, love seat. im becoming very self concious. all i can think about when i look in the mirror is how i need to lift more weight. sell weight it makes more money. fuck it, talking to gorgeous women only leaves me high and dry. too bad tom york already wrote a song about it. ive never done coke off a strippers tittie, but that dosent mean its not fun to talk about. man i did so much coke off that strippers tittie last night. see what im sayn.
just be on mine and thats what ill be on time
untill i loose eight of my lives and be on nine
people say im a criminal but if you take the c off crime
thats what i do for a living dog i be on rhymes
nigga you got your own nutts why you wanna be on mine
its like foski’s balls advertised with a neon sign
they say he got flows but he dont rhyme
because they know i stay on it like white on rice
see im somthin like a pimp but think
my mind on my money and my money on my mind so im somethin like a bank untill my moneys somethin like a benz
i dont ride strapped dog i got a fear of loosing cake
and dont talk about guns cus you aint about the shells
i got problems bigger then album sales
you made friends with the cops you aint about to bail
probably sniching right now and you about to tell.
(from the bleeding to the bruising...fuck i love titties)
And whatever comes up comes out
We dont put our hands on ourmouths, I stand for what I’m about
Unknown but I’m still a soldier
Can’t let em go home till I win ’em over
My youth was training, its very clear
Every year, new city, new rules to play with (true shit)
New kid in school, didnt rule nothing
To this day I rap like Im trying to prove something
Little bit aggressive, when I spit a sentence
Till you get the message
You couldn’t pay me to quit professin’
Rock sixty-one sold out shows, came home, and caught a bus to the
sixty-second
Shirt sweated full of work ethic
Been in love with the shit since I first met it
Rhymesayers is the first to come, last to leave
Ain’t no tricks up our sleeve, this is what we believe3
it has been said, "hes the most offensive motherfucker on myspace... yet he knows exactly who he is." and thats the truth. love me or hate me, love me then hate me, hate me then love me either way were both past the 7th grade ive always been this way and i aint about to change FUCK ALL THIS.$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$
$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$ all you really need to know is. I DONT LIKE IT UNLESS ITS BRAND NEW. IF YOUR A GIRL DONT WORRY ABOUT ANYTHING IVE SAID, ITS ALL TO MAKE ME FEEL LIKE A BETTER PERSON. IM SORRY. GET OFF MY BRAND NEW DICK.
