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bubbly-booger
bubbly-booger
Roses are grey / Violets are gray / I'm a dog.
Today I decided to go to my crib. I then invited my homies to bid that Lamar is goin to bring his kid. So while I'll be chillin here popin some lids, I noticed none of my homies have come to my crib, not even Lamar and his kid. So I tried actin all cool, until I saw a small red pool. I soon found myself a fool by following that pool. I found two brothers who were smothered in red. One was dead, and conceived a decapitated head. It was Lamar who was stained red. The otha brotha seemed to be a kid. I said, "Why would you do somethin like this." He said, "you will never find the otha bodies I hid." I soon found my homies did make it to my crib, Every single one of them were hung by the head. They were all there except for Lamar's kid.
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Oct 31, 2014
Oct 31, 2014 at 1:49 AM UTC
Chillin in The Crib