The best rapper of all time
Thinkin of a master plan
Cuz ain’t nuthin but sweat inside my hand
So I dig into my pocket, all my money is spent
So I dig deeper but still comin up with lint
So I start my mission- leave my residence
Thinkin how could I get some dead presidents
I need money, I used to be a stick-up kid
So I think of all the devious things I did
I used to roll up, this is a hold up, ain’t nuthin funny
Stop smiling, be still, don’t nuthin move but the money
But now I learned to earn cos I’m righteous
I feel great! so maybe I might just
Search for a 9 to 5, if I strive
Then maybe I’ll stay alive
So I walk up the street whistlin this
Feelin out of place cos, man, do I miss
A pen and a paper, a stereo, a tape of
Me and eric b, and a nice big plate of
Fish, which is my favorite dish
But without no money it’s still a wish
Cos I don’t like to dream about gettin paid
So I dig into the books of the rhymes that I made
To now test to see if I got pull
Hit the studio, cos I’m paid in full
December 15, 2004
A group of computers joined on a Local Area Network (lan), usually for playing games.
Kilo and Parid threw an awesome Lan Party last night. . .
Being distracted because your clit is running your brain.
"My boyfriend was talking but all I could think about was riding him; I got clitstracted and have no clue what he was blabbing about."
Being distracted because your dick is running your mind.
"My girlfriend was talking last night; leaned over and her cleavage was showing...I got dickstracted and have no clue what she was going on about."