Wednesday, April 18, 2007

J-HOVA'S WITNESS



Now fifty-two bars come out, now you feel 'em
Now, fifty-two cars roll out, remove ceiling
In case fifty-two broads come out, now you chillin


fuck the rapture. fuck beef jerky and bottled water. fuck all that spiritual shit. i will spend my life, humbly preparing. bars, cars, ceiling. bars, cars, ceiling.

3 comments:

jerry said...

word!

Erin Bradley said...

You introduced me to the good stuff, yo.

Dude, I still go to Ice Cube movies. Even the little kid's ones.

SG said...

So Jay-Z developed this whole hook just to cover one time where he was brushing dandruff off and got caught?

Damn, that's smooth.


I wonder what he could do with adjusting yourself after you come out of the bathroom?

"You gotta check! That you got your keys in your pocket! Yeah you! Gonna need 'em for the door when you lock it!"


Solid gold. FREE OF CHARGE!