Dear penis, I don’t think I like you anymore
You used to watch me shave now all you do is stare at the floor
Oh, dear penis, I don’t like you anymore

It used to be you and me, a paper towel and a dirty magazine
That’s all we needed to gettin' by
Now it seems thangs have changed and I think that you’re the one to blame
Dear penis, I don’t like you anymore

(And he sings)

Dear Rodney, I don’t think I like you anymore
’Cause when you get to drinking
You put me places I’ve never been before
Dear Rodney, I don’t like you anymore

Why can’t we just get a grip on our man-to-hand relationship
Come to terms with truly how we feel
If we put our heads together
We’d just stay on forever
Dear penis - I think I like you after all
Oh, and Rodney, while you’re shaving
Shave my balls

Hmmmm I Think You Need A New Hoby Bro..

Textcee/Emcee Just Aint Working For You..

lol im glad you like it dont fuck wit me i tear you up kid in a net battle of course

LMAO..

Shut Up Herb And Find Sommit More Productive To Do Than Drop Text..

Because Looking At This I See Its Not Gonna Be A Career Path For You..

the devil went to jamaica
he was looking to sell some weed
he was doin' fine, they were standing in line
it was excellent weed indeed
he came across a young man who was likewise peddling pot
and the devil slid down the beach and said "boy lemme tell you what,
i guess you kinda figured im a reefer head of course
and after all this time, i guess that im a conessuire of sorts
now your stuff smells ok, but this can tranquilize a horse
i bet a million in cash against your stash that mines better than yours."
the boy said "my name's johnny and you aint smoked nothin yet
one hit of this grass'll kick your ass, you got yourself a bet."


johnny roll a ball of hash and make sure its the bomb
cause the devil's got the kinda stuff they smoked in vietnam
you'll get a million smackroos in cash if you can cope
but if you cant the devil gets your dope


the devil packed a bong with a little acapaco gold
and resin flew from his finger tips as he fired up his bowl
he filled that chamber all the way and hetook a mighty hit
as they passed it back and forth it gave them both a coughing fit


when the bowl was finished johnny said "hey man that stuff was great,
but fill your lungs with some of this and prepare to vegitate"


cannibus atevius, sweet mary jane
the devils in the backyard frying his brain
zig-zag pills with a diggity-dag
hold on tight itll hit you like a tank


the devil nodded off because he knew that he was stoned
and he asked if he could buy an ounce of the stuff that johnny owned
johnny said "devil just come on back if you ever wanna catch a buzz,
i done told you once you son of a bitch mines the best there ever was"


...and they fired up doobies one by one
they aint gonna stop till the bag is done
green as a bullfrog, sticky as glue
granny do you get high? yes i do.



is this a lil better my favorite freestyle ever

here is my song to all my fav people

I like sugar, and I like tea
But I don't like niggers...no siree!
There's two known things that'll make me puke
And that's a hog eatin' slop, and a big, black spook!

You know it...cause I show it
Like a barn-yard rooster I crow it!
And the NAACP
Would sure like to get a-hold of nigger-hatin' me!

Roses are red, and violet's are blue
And nigger's are black, you know that's true
But they don't mind, cause what the heck!
You gotta be black to get a welfare check!

And I'm broke...no joke
I ain't got a nickel for a coke!
And I ain't black, you see
So Uncle Sam won't help poor nigger-hatin' me.

Jig-A-Boo, jig-a-boo...where are you?
I's here in the woodpile...watchin' you
Jig-A-Boo, jig-a-boo...come out!
No! Cause I'm scared of the white man's a-way down South

You know it!...cause I show it.
Stick your black head out and I'll blow it!
And the NAACP
Can't keep you away from little old nigger-hatin' me!

Mirror, mirror...on the wall
Who is the blackest of them all?
A man named King, and there ain't no doubt
That he's causin' lots of trouble with his baboon mouth.

Brewin'...he's a doin'
It's caused by the trouble he's a-brewin'
And the NAACP
Can't win if the white men stick with nigger-hatin' me!

Hey! Mr. President! What do you say?
When are we whites gonna have our day?
The nigger's had there's such a long, long time
I'm white, and it's time that I had mine!

You know it...cause I show it!
Stick your black head out and I'll blow it!
And the NAACP
Can't win if the white man sticks with nigger-hatin' me!

Racism Eh..

I Hope You Like Other Boards Cause Your Not Gonna Be Here Much Longer..

lol i don't like anyboard im just here to start shit and get banned and then go on my way.........................
i have no life this is what i do for fun lol.........
bye the way i am black and i hate gooks towel heads and crackers to

Hmmm Okay, Your Still A Racist And Thats Enough Evidence..

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