replied to:
Reverse Psychology
''Sick Rap''
"Fake ass Gangsters"

2-Rich -yo man u sure this is a good idea? Like, we don’t even know anyone here man.
Gene Pool - yo juss be cool bro, everything will be fine dun worry, we gonna be tha hottest thing here.
2-Rich - I hope your right.
[walk through the front door, pause and a moment of dead silence]
2-Rich - yo dude, everyones lookin at us....
Gene Pool - I said don’t worry about it man juss blend in I’ll see ya afta tha party. Peace.

[Gene Pool-Verse1]
walkin around till I find myself upstairs, livin a nightmare?/
Hell man I ain’t care if no one knows me, they can fuck off an blow me/
pull out ta 40, and pour one for all ma homies/
and see the motha fucka’s crowd around/
start talkin, hafta yell to cova out da sound/
but juss then my tongue starts slippin, of lyricalized wisdom/
bitches be gettin in my business/
no wonder kids be jumpin these misses/
of best wishes, juss grab a mic, and start bustin/
watchin all of dese drunk motha fucka’s fight/
glad that I ain’t to tanked tanight, come on let’s light/
spark flame through two bags, motha fuckin rights!/
And it don’t take to long, till I got these chicks singin to all ma songs/
fuck these jocks, cuz I’m the real one ta fuck till daylight comes/
it’s like a midnight rush, pushin straight through hundreds of ppl all at once/
come on lets’ spark anotha blunt, to the bong/
match u up, and take a slam till ma 40's gone/
hell, I’ll take all u girls on, not 1 by 1, but all at once/
so we walk around till we find the bedroom/
stagger through the door, strip, and next thing I bend 2/
and lend a third, I mouthful that she deserves/
fuck it, think Ill go find 2-Rich to see if he ain’t hurt/

[2-Rich-Verse 2]
I walked in to be surprised by mysterious stares….
They didn’t know who I was but I said “Fuck it who cares”….
next thing you know I’m wit some homies killin some shots…..
so I could erase all those stares outtta my thoughts…..
Now I’m walkin away to make a move on some bitches…
I run into 3 but 2 were nasty as hell and 1 had some stitches……
then I realized I wouldn’t get laid unless I start rhyming…….
a beautiful girl walked by me I was like damn!!! perfect tymin….
so I start to say some sweet lyrical spits…..
next thing you know tha girl be flashin her tits……
Then I grab tha mic and keep on rhyming some more, from 1 bitch to 2 to 3 and to 4
NOW they all dancing dirty getting down on tha floor…..
just then a whole crowd started to surround me chearin and chearin….
I felt like an outkast in tha beginning but now there was nuthin I should be fearin….
Cause I’m getting love from all tha peeps that are here…..
And havin a hell of a time…what more can you ask for? with Bongs, bitches, and beer….
now I aint got nuttin to fear, my mind is clear cause I’m high as fuck…..
I’ma about to take 4 bitches and fuck em’ in tha back of my truck…
.Well I’m doin that my homie is getting love from upstairs…….
All tha bitches are feelin his style and all tha clothes he wears….
We came here not knowin nobody at all……
Now we have about 45 phone numbers to call…..

[Gene Pool]
comin out spiced, after a quick hot knife, livin tha good life? Yo u damn rights/
cuz their’s no more fights, only bag afta bag of mush, half zoomin tonight/
gotta find 2-Rich ta see if he alright, but everythings fine/
when I seen him walk in tha doorway wit 4 bitchez in line/
I said ayo! U bustin out dem crimes? Maybe smokin till yo eyes go blind?/
Drinkin till u can’t feel ur limbs oh to fine, yo brotha u got tha time? Cuz I’ve’d half lost ma mind/
[2-Rich]
you damn right i'ma smoke till I go blind.....
then i'ma drink tha first 40 i can find.....
it's 2 fuckin 30 in tha mornin and we still haven't dropped.....
i'm tired as fuck and tha party still hasn't stopped........
[Gene Pool]
aigh’t sweet shit bro, but ya right, this party almost ova? Hell fuckin no!/
We keep on goin like da energizer bunny, never actin up a slo-mo/
but yo bro, I can’t be DD tanight, cuz I’m way to fucked, I see bright flashes like a strobe light/
must be from those bags of pot and mush/
which I smoked and popped, and that 40 downed/
shot afta shot, tell u what, lets juss wait till we sober up/
then ship out if by the end of the night we ain’t in cuffs/

[Gene Pool] [2-Rich][Gene Pool-Verse1] [2-Rich-Verse 2]