'97 Malibu with silver finish
that's Siditious
It tends to be my mission
to be different than statistics
In it's twelve inches
of hard hittin' bass
when it shakes and vibrates
it's retarding my face
the postal office lost my boxes
I'm bothered by this problem
but they treat it like nothin
like stealin condoms in Compton
I hiked a mountain and drowned in
the profound aura of clouds
away from loud sounds of the town
where one can just think "wow"
I called a war zone no toll
Toshiba's home in on the phone
Those chodes got me in a chokehold
til I start throwin blows like Hulk Hogan
"Run Them gators, spank them cakes"
Jake would say, as time evaporates.
Quite a day, even I must say
"God thanks", is what I pray
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In an attempt to add flavor to his hyphy existence, Sid writes his blog in the form of a 24 bar rap verse. 1 bar for each hour of the day! the blog is updated daily!
1 comment:
not as memorable as some of the other ones, but Im still very impressed you've kept it up.
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