Saturday, December 11, 2010

Genesis

Let the games begin....

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  1. Future Behind You:
    Big white canvas, stretched to the edge of the dish
    I splatter like pollock, the man not the fish.
    Bring it over bring it up bring it all over my shit
    gotta glaze you to praise you I found my bliss
    shakin like a shaker of sweet powdered sugar my mom never told me 'bout days like this
    so rich with booty I feel like a pirate
    try to take it away and make me irate
    My main muse of rumpage usin plow and pumpage
    don't try to hold out, this batch 'bout to closeout. Spill my value all over this department, supersized my shit needs its own compartment. You brought it for a reason, it's tied up and seasoned, checkin the temp with my man meat thermometer, yep it's right so ripe I'm up on her. Shake that bumper like a hot bowl of jello then it cools, sets up and it's ready to sell, O please understand I can't leave this behind because:
    (chorus) You've got a beautiful future behind you. Don't play like you don't know 'cause I see what you do with it. yes you've got a beautiful future behind you. Don't pass me over I'll climb it like everest.

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  2. KaBlow how ya like me now:
    like LL said you want a hit give me an hour plus a blogspot

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