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Så helvetes braa=)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f0UrlFXBtJA
"Mars, bitches! That's where we are going! Mars! Red rocks! Yaiyai!"
I found my mom's cocaine when I was 11, was too young to know heroin is better, now I cook up meth every day for breakfast, and I like it I like it alot.
And my teeth are gone, and my dick won't cum, and I still cannot get it up.
CHORUS:
Because when I get high, I mix baking soda with some coke, then I boil up some water then I add some ice, mix it all together, then it's rocks red rocks red rocks.
And now the blunt is laced, cocaine mixed with chronic, if you tryin' to blaze, two hits for a dollar, I don't do cocaine, I just like the way that it smells that it smells that it smells.
And my teeth are gone, and my dick is soft, and I still cannot get it up.
(chorus)
Yeah! Train well, plan it right, handjobs for crack rocks, that's the way I live my life, posted outside on the block, ROCKS red white and black ROCKS for five a sack ROCKS my life is whack hahahaha I call Jay Bock at 5 o'clock he got the rocks tucked in his sock, he says let's go for a walk, that's how I know this ain't a joke, get my cash and make a swap, we got the park on lock, Chaldos walk up and they're like "bakalakalak!"
(chorus)
Back in Pontiac, I was crack-running, I got jacked and it wasn't that funny, I got clapped and it wasn't that fun, I got my glock and shot right back at 'em, my aim ain't perfect, I missed 'em, and then bought my crack right back from 'em
I wish I could sleep, or eat some food, and I wish I could take a crap or two, but it's crack that gets me this high, and that's just fine.
Så helvetes braa=)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f0UrlFXBtJA
"Mars, bitches! That's where we are going! Mars! Red rocks! Yaiyai!"
I found my mom's cocaine when I was 11, was too young to know heroin is better, now I cook up meth every day for breakfast, and I like it I like it alot.
And my teeth are gone, and my dick won't cum, and I still cannot get it up.
CHORUS:
Because when I get high, I mix baking soda with some coke, then I boil up some water then I add some ice, mix it all together, then it's rocks red rocks red rocks.
And now the blunt is laced, cocaine mixed with chronic, if you tryin' to blaze, two hits for a dollar, I don't do cocaine, I just like the way that it smells that it smells that it smells.
And my teeth are gone, and my dick is soft, and I still cannot get it up.
(chorus)
Yeah! Train well, plan it right, handjobs for crack rocks, that's the way I live my life, posted outside on the block, ROCKS red white and black ROCKS for five a sack ROCKS my life is whack hahahaha I call Jay Bock at 5 o'clock he got the rocks tucked in his sock, he says let's go for a walk, that's how I know this ain't a joke, get my cash and make a swap, we got the park on lock, Chaldos walk up and they're like "bakalakalak!"
(chorus)
Back in Pontiac, I was crack-running, I got jacked and it wasn't that funny, I got clapped and it wasn't that fun, I got my glock and shot right back at 'em, my aim ain't perfect, I missed 'em, and then bought my crack right back from 'em
I wish I could sleep, or eat some food, and I wish I could take a crap or two, but it's crack that gets me this high, and that's just fine.
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