Sir this is a bars thread, not urban dictionary
I’m a visionary and you should’ve been miscarried

got his ass
nigga should def be behind bars

hes in a better place for sure

I'm on urban dictionary like wtf is rock
Powder pack? Crystal? What the f***'s an opp?
Checkin' out the PH and skimmin' off the top
I'll still use my white voice when I call the shop

Part 2, pump action, cleanin' out a swamp
You in the peninsula with pensioners and cops
I'm the lifeguard when it's swimmin' in the pot
Alaka-Shazam turn a brick into a yacht

Got this hoe named Lex on Lexapro
And when it come to the head, Lex a pro

Black hearted and wide eyed
Blue’s the warmest color in these cold times
Spilled heart red delivered I know you read em, I know they hit your hazel eyes
You put us in the stars, but I know you also see dollar signs
So that’s what I provide
I get it tho
No hate in my heart, I promise I’m with it tho
Not talking bout Maya, not talking Autumn, not talking Layla, Camille, Naomi or even Tokyo
The past is the soil for new flowers to grow
I’m just being real and very earnest with you tho

- BRAVE

My b**** badder than fifteen 9/11s,
I might just pull up in that new 911.

Thanks but I don’t dance,
I used to when the world was new
Can’t seem to find a rhythm in your views
Trying to keep it real compared to who?

I’m literally a pool guy

na you cold rock

no fair. this a real song

you got those many hoes tho?

Lol thanks those are a few recent girls from before my girl

Bout to buy some energy drink in this b**** I'm cray
right after ima take a nap anyway all day
I live in emerald city. Tryna see a titty. I'll slap a buster in his face no pity

he alakazamed that brick

bout to go shopping and update my threads.. i call that a saturday

goat

I need to f*** a bad b****!!!

I need to f*** a bad b****!!!

Jonathan Richman Modern Lovers
She said she used to be a Roadrunner
At the bed’s edge death and equestrians hovered
Our reign o’er earth was short but we kept going, we kept going
Small prices paid like the cover
Met the competition in Hell at the finish line like
“What happened to all the others?”

The trash fire in life’s highway median
I let the sin simmer like misquoting Beenie Man
The black mold’s dour comedian,
Natural setting considered Cabrini Green-ian
the entity you ask what kind of dream we in

I’m too high to be at a restaurant rn so if this sucks I blame the pen

Lol it's hard