idk

Bathroom stalls for the powder nose
High heel shoes with the open toes
She’s got a good time wrapped in gold
For you, for you
All red dress with the devil eyes
So obsessed with the camera lights
You love her, but you can’t deny
The truth, the truth
She loves everybody
Can’t you tell by the signs?
She loves everybody
She gets off all the time
It’s a dark philosophy
And it haunts her constantly
It’s a false alarm to me
She’s a false alarm

Wanted and On the Run

You don’t know my brain 

The way you know my name 

You don’t know my heart 

The way you know my face 

As you may have noticed, my newer posts have been a bit…Random. This is because I have a co-writer of my blog now, and she is quite interesting as you can see. I will restart regular posting soon, but there will be random things sprinkled in between by her.

holy snap unicorn rap

well if you want to see MCs then come see this MCs out to please, but without disease.

(slim shady gangster life *dab* stop this a collab *dab*)

Flyer than the zipper on your pants
Flying out your tweeters
And your amps
Tell your uncles and auntsI hold the mic like a weapon
Or at least a water hose:
Step off
Or get a steady stream of water up your nose

‘Cause I’m a thug like that
I can’t be trusted
Go out of town,
Come back
And your mailbox’ll be busted

All you other MC’s
You’re the best inferior
I squish your face like a zit

And leave you oozing down the mirror

The landfill called
They want their smelly rhymes back
Your weakness is exposed like my plumber’s crack

I’m like the Terminator and the Predator
If you put them both together
Invisible and robotic
Quizzical and hypnotic

I wrote the recipe for the perfect MC flow
I also wrote the recipe for green bean casserole

I can rap about food and make you hungry
I can rap about water and make you spongy

I can rap about a blanket and make you snugly
But I can’t write a rap that won’t make you ugly

What do you think about Rhett and Link,
MC’s extraordinare
Captains of bunk
Shake the junk in your trunk
And raise your hands up in the air

 Copyright to Rhett and Link

Superpower

“If you had a superpower, what would it be?”

The age-old question of many a school kid. Most people in the grade school age range aren’t very creative with the topic, but they still remain intruiged by the simple idea of being supernatural, of being superhuman.

“Super stregnth!”

“Super hearing!”

“Super vision!”

“Flight!”

If you notice closely, all of these things are really just superlatives of what the human race is already capable of doing.

“Telepathy!”

“What’s that?”

I was that really smart kid with en expansive vocabulary and an answer no one else would have ever said, even if they knew the meaning.

“It’s the ability to talk to people without speaking and move things with your mind”

Oh-that’s…cool.”

I am unappriciated in my time. One day, though…One day.

“Why not something else?”

“Telepathy is more than one thing, so it’s like a three for the price of one sale!”

Yes. I actually said that once. I’m not saying where or when, but said that to an actual human being. In real life. I have NO regrets.

Lots of people don’t take the time to consider the pros and cons of having superpower. It’s a lot more than being able to do something cool that no one else can, and it takes a lot more to control yourself than people are willing to give. Like evry chliche superhero movie, I quote:

“With great power comes great responsiblity.”

Also, considering the way that people are, you’d probably have to go off of the grid to live a happy life, because once the scientists find out, they’ll track you down and test you until they run out of ideas. And that may take a while. (Well I certainly took a random dark turn.)

Anyways, pros are that if you don’t get superpowers and become an orphan, you can possibly be Batman. It’s just like my motto.

“Always be yourself, unless you can be Batman. Then always be Batman.”

Well, until next time.

oAoPoSo