As I shift the gear
to steer towards the rear
in my rearview mirror
I see me hitting a deer
I step out to check
and it's definitely dead
and what happened next?
I got sentenced to heck!
I have to admit
it was punishment
with razor boxes slitting wrists
and 515 degree ovens
you wouldn't understand
cuz you weren't there
but being damned
was a pain in the underwear
being forced to weigh
dough with no scale
and those who complain
are impaled!
hell was in a familiar location
my place of vocation
and such condemnation
has me praying for salvation
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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:
well if it makes you feel any better...having to be apart from you that one day was pretty much hell for me. now Im reliving it all over again.
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