Nirvana

Brb, bowflexing with my penis wenis wenis

peanut butta jelly peanut butta jelly peanut butta jelly wit a basebo bat

this poem is very black, it brings back joyous memories of my days in the african homeland with my negro brethren and i thank you for this

think im gonna... chug my next... go round

im gonna beat the shit outta this guy with a basebo bat

everybudy wants kong foo fightin yo

now you can live the dream of being a real civil service agent!!

snipe a nigga, pop a nigga, shoot a niggas head

i wana ride da zamboniiieee

at night the sporks pick on me

will you scratch my back?

geet'n da cah

i aint goin say it again geet'n da cah

cacksmoke

bubba i tol yo once i tol yo twis geet'na tub

peanutbutta rutta stop jumpin on da bed

if i ha' a toof fo everytime i loust one i woul' not hav many teefs

gimme one dem hotdowgs

peanutbutta rutta knows no boundrys

back on teh planes of souf tenesee cuddin june bug dun trip on a bugget an hit his head on de well

sittin on the window sill waitin for my penis pill

sittin on the window sill waitin for my penis pill

just pop da top so da fun dun stop GEET'NA TUB

there once was a mollusk in the forest, you know da rest i aint gotta say it

there once was a mollusk in the forest, you know da rest i aint gotta say it

dere was dis one time i took a trip down to da bayou, got me sum gizzer nannies gave my sister an alabama hotpocket, den took a swim down at da fishin hoe where dere was dis one feller who got him some rubber jimmie hats den he whipped out a motha fuckin tubby ass hawg and from then it was all a toenail on a shoestring

well i can tell ya a ting or two bout sumfin. and sumfin aint nufin isnt just crazy when a warthog be trying to lick yo sisters baby makin hoe which rightfully belongs to you. so dont count your chickens befor they hatch. the wall_street journel dunnit tell ya dat! do i make mahself clear..

well i can tell ya a ting or two bout sumfin. and sumfin aint nufin isnt just crazy when a warthog be trying to lick yo sisters baby makin hoe which rightfully belongs to you. so dont count your chickens befor they hatch. the wall_street journel dunnit tell ya dat! do i make mahself clear..

boy this was a bad day....i snapped one off in my sisters bachania while stickin my finger in an open light bulb socket...then i blew up my grandmas garage when a dropped a lit ciggerette in what i thought was her garage toilet...it turned out it was actually her lawnmowers gas can...ill tell you what though, my cousin ray-ray he is really somethin. He'll fill the gatorade coola, pop your granny in the kneecap and paint ya back porch.

well i tell ya....i know bruce bruce betta den noone if i knew sumfin. and he is one crazy mudda hanga. tis one teim he was neelin down on some chicken wire. turned out it dun be sum lectracutin wire. now bruce bruce was fellin sore fo bout tree fo days. but cant spect much from ol bruce bruce. cant live wit em. cant live wit out em. hes also a good rota rooter ifi do say so mahself

poopa scoopa scrog. Ill tell ya. its good to see a spin in a spirit car. I know one thing is for sure. When i get teeth in my mouf it would be sound vowume. Un ima done un das a meen, ub de a na da. like ya walkin and ya lookin and ya battin and there it go wack wack wack. Doughnut hotdog, a sodapop.

you express manner in such a way...it touches me in places unapropirate to speak of...much love brethren. much love

ey....jus keep on keepin on man..just do that and life is like four wheels with out a car on topem. they just go all over and go alkl over the place man/ they go all ovea the colas man, colas....

i lika doa the cha cha

cooka lookkaaa chhoooooo....cookka lookkaa dooooo

dis one teim sumfin happen and i dont bknow why but if i had a pigrat i would be able to take care of a pigrat. abacuz if yall aint gats nun pigrat yalls aint gown be able takjen care nun dem creachus unhearded or speakaded offf. okay?