Now I want it all, cause I need it.
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This is a terrible rap me and my friend mike made today… Its actually horrible.  Enjoy =D

I hate feminists

You’re a woman for a reason, stop trying to make excuses for why you shouldn’t take care of your kids.  By nature, you have the assets that men do not that your children need, so use them.  Not saying that men shouldn’t be a help, because they are parents too.  But stop complaining about having to take care of a child.  Because its not about your interests anymore, its about your child’s best interest.

Hi world

Love you

My new guitar!=D

My new guitar!=D

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A COMPLETE JOKE OF A RAP I WROTE.  GIVE IT A LISTEN IF YOU WANT TO GIGGLE AT RIDICULOUSNESS AND GARAGE BAND QUALITY BEATS =D

Spit it then quit it cause i’m not in it to win it, 

Just wanna hit it and quit it and let my wigga get wit it, 

N words the end of, my reign up above, 

I’ll only use that dumb word when they cook up big bird, into fried chicken, 

That guys my childhood man, don’t get me wrong, I got swag, 

Call it my stylehood man,

But thats not ernie and bert impressioned on my shirt,

It’s a cookiemonsta with moneybags taken out from the dirt, 

No fungus, fungi, just a fun guy, with a rap high, 

Bowtie, no fungi rye, on my sandwhich, manwhich, 

sloppy joes, 

how many napkins do I need? 

nobody knows.

It depends on the ratio of meat and bread, 

And when it comes down to that, 

I’m already ahead

 

Don’t dance, don’t prance, just let it rock, 

Popin and lockin and looking like you got jock itch, 

Bend your booty over here? nobody wanna see that,

Be that, or it, you need some fruits putty cat, 

Call hitch ma girl cuz you need a date, 

Then the boys’ll follow you like penelope taynt,

Insert your name then “please” they’ll be hollerin out, 

Then stick your booty over here cuz thats what its about. 


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I have been working on acoustic music for the past few years, and I really want to get what I have done so far out there.  So I’m asking you guys if you could give a listen, and maybe even spread this around by reblogging or something.  I want people to hear what I have to say (or sing).

THANK YOU JOHN CANN <3

THANK YOU JOHN CANN <3

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My Uncle John passed away this morning, and I had been writing this song about his battles with cancer, and now that he is passed I decided to finish it.  He is a four time survivor, but brain cancer took his life.  It’s called John’s song.  My hope is that he will live on because of this song. 

The plague of an honest man kept on coming back, 

With different traces within, 

So long insomniac,

So sleep against your will,

And we’ll make the best of it, 

But your life will never end

As long as we don’t let it, 

 

The toughest of lives you’ve lived, 

Have taken their goddamned toll, 

Never living in spite of them, 

Untarnished golden soul,  

I must be breaking down, 

As you take your final bow,

You were the classic gentleman, 

I need you with me now. 

 

If God’s not getting married, 

Then why does he always pick the best man?

I’ve never known another guy like you, 

I know I never can,

We hold our glasses up, 

Reminisce in a thanks for the memories,

Only the greatest man could have friends like these. 


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New song that I wrote within the past two days,  and now I recorded it =]  Its called Tough Winter 

New song that I wrote within the past two days, its called TOUGH WINTER.  Let me know what you think =]

Get myself together now, 

I am barely breathing, 

And honest to god I wish this was the end,

Of heart ache and suffering, and trying to get on my feet, 

A hurricanes taking my home town, 

But somehow I’m still watching it burn down.

 

And the devils standing next to me, 

Trying his best to shake my hand, 

As If it was my fault, 

I lit the match,

And watched the city smolder into ash, 

 

I’ll run away from this charcoal city, 

‘Til the reminiscent scent of it subsides, 

Though the days will not be pretty, 

I’m sure the sun will rise again, 

When I’m far enough that jersey’s out of sight.  

 

I’ve got myself together now, 

I’m on my way to sanity, 

But alarm clocks I wake up to get louder every day, 

And theres the problem, a hidden dark asylum, 

Keeps watch of my every step, but leaves my thoughts right where I left them.  

 

And the devils sleeping next to me, 

Trying her best to keep her cool, 

But she can’t see me.  

Just A shallow earthly being,

Not guilty of the crimes that she commits.

 

I’ll run away from this charcoal city, 

‘Til the reminiscent scent of it subsides, 

Though the days will not be pretty, 

I’m sure the sun will rise again, 

When I’m far enough that jersey’s out of sight.

Clip of a new song I’ve been writing, the song is now done and being recorded =]  Check it out!