I’m a bag of dicks
Put me to your lips
I am sick
I will punch a baby bear in his shit
Give me lip
I’ma send you to the yard, get a stick, make a switch
I can end a conversation real quick
I ain’t lying kick a lion in his crack
I’m the shit, I will fall off in your crib, take a shit
Pet your momma on the booty, kick your dog, fuck your bitch
Fat boy dressed up like he’s Santa and took pictures with your kids
We the best
We will cut a frowny face in your chest, little wench
I’m unmentionably fresh, I’m a mensch, get correct
I will walk into a court while it wrecks, screaming “Yes!
I am guilty, motherfuckers, I am death.”
Hey, you wanna hear a good joke?
Nobody speak, nobody get choked
Get running
Start pumping your bunions, I’m coming
I’m the dumbest, who flamethrow your function to Funyons
Flame your crew quicker than Trump fucks his youngest
Now face the flame fuckers your fame and fate’s done with
I walk Charlie Brown, Peppermint Patty, Linus and Lucy
Put coke in the doobie roll, who needs to smoke with Snoopy
I still remain that dick grabbing slacker that spit a loogie
Cause the tolda of the toolie’ll murder you Frank and Moolies
Fuck outta here, yeah
Nobody speak, nobody get choked, hey!
Nobody speak
Nobody speak
Only facts I will shoot up
Baby duck if it quacks, with a Ruger
Top billin’, come cops and villainous shots is blocked, shipped out, and bought, and you’re feeling it
El-P killing it, Killer Mike killing shit
What more can I say, we top dealing it
Valiant without villiany
Viciously file victory
Burn towns and villages
Burning looting and pillaging
Murderers try to hurt us we curse them and all their children
I just want the bread and bologna bundles to tuck away
I don’t work for free, I am barely giving a fuck away
So tell baby Johnny and Mommy to get the fuck away
Heyyo here’s a gun son now run get it to gutterway
Live to shoot another day
Nobody speak, nobody get choked, hey!
Nobody speak
Nobody speak
Nobody speak, nobody get choked
“life is a hierarchy” – danistrulytheman
… and now i sit alone at the top! all relatives older, have now passed, leaving me atop the upper echelon. i no longer have any elders left to disappoint, i no longer answer to anyone… my life now, is completely left in my control!
the 6ix
Toronto… TO… and my new running distance! Six!
I have a perfect course, well, it’s 5.85K and I make up the rest at the end – kinda sucks. I’ll be blogging about my 6K progress, and I promise to blog only if I better it! I ran three consecutive days, and was hoping for a sub 30 minute time today… I almost made it sub 29. I have a goal of 26:30, if I get 27 minutes (was running that fast in 2013), I’ll be stoked, but will continue pushing to go faster. It’s good to have goals… funny, as I was running Saturday, a elderly woman yelled out, “reach your goals”, as I was approaching her. I blew past her, and yelled back, “you betcha”! Great getting inspiration from unexpected people/places!
my sub five splits:
Yo I’ll be over here
I’m sorry if I seem uninterested
Or I’m not listenin’ or I’m indifferent
Truly, I ain’t got no business here
But since my friends are here
I just came to kick it but really
I would rather be at home all by myself not in this room
With people who don’t even care about my well-being
I don’t dance, don’t ask, I don’t need a boyfriend
So you can go back, please enjoy your party
I’ll be here, somewhere in the corner under clouds of marijuana
With this boy who’s hollering I can hardly hear
Over this music I don’t listen to and I don’t wanna get with you
So tell my friends that I’ll be over here
Oh oh oh here oh oh oh here oh oh oh
I ask myself what am I doing here?
Oh oh oh here oh oh oh here
And I can’t wait till we can break up outta here
Excuse me if I seem a little unimpressed with this
An anti-social pessimist but usually I don’t mess with this
And I know you mean only the best and
Your intentions aren’t to bother me
But honestly I’d rather be
Somewhere with my people we can kick it and just listen
To some music with the message (like we usually do)
And we’ll discuss our big dreams
How we plan to take over the planet
So pardon my manners, I hope you’ll understand it
That I’ll be here
Not there in the kitchen with the girl
Who’s always gossiping about her friends
So tell them I’ll be here
Right next to the boy who’s throwing up ’cause
He can’t take what’s in his cup no more
Oh God why am I here?
Oh oh oh here oh oh oh here oh oh oh
I ask myself what am I doing here?
Oh oh oh here oh oh oh here
And I can’t wait till we can break up outta here
Hours later congregating next to the refrigerator
Some girl’s talking ’bout her haters
She ain’t got none
How did it ever come to this
I shoulda never come to this
So holla at me I’ll be in the car when you’re done
I’m standoffish, don’t want what you’re offering
And I’m done talking
Awfully sad it had to be that way
So tell my people when they’re ready that I’m ready
And I’m standing by the TV with my beanie low
Yo I’ll be over here
homemade pasta, homemade sauce!
not mine, mine! zucchini and eggplant agnolotti, and mushroom moons (stuffed w/grilled mushrooms and garlic bread crumbs – my fave). all on a tuesday night after a long hard day at work, and after a 6k run… not bad dan, not bad!
life don’t come for free!
done calculating; worked out to be a $500 weekend… almost to the penny! hate when money departs, love it arrives… c’est la vie! the fuck ya gonna do, right? ain’t as bad as it looks… frugalandwisedandidgood! plus, on an unrelated note, realized in my insomniac state last night, i’m exactly (give or take a day) two years aways from my 20,000 milestone… maybe, then i can die, lol!
talk about a mofo million dollar pendulum shift!!
SETTLED!!!!!!!
Thanks, Enza for that email… GREATEST news EVER!!
Can’t wait for Colleen’s call tomorrow w/all the juicy details!!
And, fittingly of course, my personal parting salvo;
I wish you nothing but misery you crossed-eyed cunt… fuck off and die!!
sloppy saucy sang!
roasted orange & yellow peppers! cremini ‘shrooms too!
two kindsa cheese (swiss emmentaler, romano lupa)!
… uhm, yep!
“no haiku for you” – dannazi
my low monthly nut
is what keeps me staying put
motherfucking sweet
fluffy swiss!
… fluffy five egg swiss cheese omelette w/five bacon strips! and, hash browns! AND, Dimpflmeier toast!
… tonight, I can die!
shutthefuckup!!
… quieter is def better! my 2¢! hate loudmouthmotherfuckers… kind, soft-spoken people are the best! think it has to do w/major insecurities, and talking at high volumes over everyone else makes them seem important. that’s my theory, my freud for the day! whisperdan prefers to keep his trap shut mouse like in public… tanks-a-god… and, know that my dr. shite-y def does too! oh, and btw, thanks for today… good doctor!
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