It's one of the old questions of mankind. That question is NEVER out of bounds. Multitasking is fine. We're anons, we can focus on several fucking things at a time.
<insert "I Am the Chosen One" meme here>
I texted and got the link. I gotta pay $49.99 to hear our guy's comments on aliens and more? The dollar menu at McDonalds is fine dining to me these days. What's a broke joke to do?
Well, unlucky for these cunts, anons can focus on many things at once. Yeah… we got it like that.
I thought the good old post office is mighty fucky these days. No???
Well it's true. A lot of these "rappers" are faggots. You don't usually see a true "emcee" on crossover tracks like this. By design of course.
This is why I don't trust the USPS.
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Its hard to know what to trust these days. USPS, good pay, good benefits, but shall I sell my soul for a paycheck? NO! It's hard finding a path when your trust in shit has gone way out the fucking window. Hence my dilemma. I refuse to be a cog in the wheel, but need money. What a fucking shit show go of a life.
Fuckin A, Britfag. Fuckin A
You know there will be a comeback. No fucking way 5k drops of this shit ends on a Twister Sister song.
Now anons, pay attention… This is a nerd. Don't be a nerd.
The man is an OG.
Hence he is a rapper. NOT an emcee. If you can separate rapper from emcee, we're cool. If you lump together… well we got beef.
Fire track. Hip Hop lives. Its on life support.
Beyond that. Hip-hop grew. Lyricists became emcees (reverered, respected), "rappers" became faggots with mother goose rhymes, dumbed down shit for the masses. "Emcees" have a vocabulary and impeccable story telling skills. MC's were from the 80's, DJ's announcing shit with a little somethin somethin extra. If you're not a Hip-hop fan, the shit you DO here is most likely faggot shit. You're not hearing the gifted emcees, modern day street poets.
That got a kek out of me. Dance on Britfag, dance on. We in here.
Are you so sure shit ain't popping off behind the scenes? I love how some people look at the surface and think the have the whole view of the iceberg. No really, its kind of fucking adorable.
Even Flowwwwww. That's my Pearl Jam jam.
Can't do it. Too broke. Could be fun.
I don't sign up for shit about a shit. And when that shit has gone three sheets to the wind, I don't sign up for that shit either. I'm not entirely sure of what I just said, but I do know I don't sign up for shit.
And thank you btw. I'm not mocking you. Just not signing up for shit.
"The sky is a neighborhood… So keep it down". I fuck with that shit.
If that is true, I does not fucks wit dat.
The trust I have these days is quite low, but despite the opposition, I consider it my power. Or perhaps I've gone off the deep end. The tale will tell.
Do you got the right stuff??