Went down to the local market, where all the people shop, I pull out my machete, and i begin to chop. Sayin left right left right left right kill
Went down to the local church, where all the people pray, I pull out my 240 and i begin to spray. Sayin left right left right left right kill
Went down to the local school, where all the children learn, i douse them all with napalm, and watch them fuckers burn. Sayin left right left right left right kill
“We’re all drunk. I’m not having a 3-sum with you 2! Maybe tomorrow!!!”
I hate when I run out of cigarettes.
“You only live once, that’s the motto, nigga YOLO”
(Source: mackthorr, via belittlebri)
So I’m chillin at my friends place and magic pulls up so pat walks out and I go out like a minute later to smoke a cig and magic said I look like rob dyrdek. I think that’s a false statement.
My boy allen has the sickest bong out their man. That shit don’t even feel right. Theirs so many chambers in it that it just feels like hookah when that shit hits your mouth, it don’t taste like it. That’s for sure! But it sure the hell is nice!
I feel so proud when I meet a random strager and they ask me questions and I answer with yes sir/no sir or yes mam/no mam then they ask am I part of the military and I can say yes! Marines. Sempre fi till I die!
Damn that was some dope K2 man. My voice is bout gone. That was some good ass smokin lastnight son!
