Thuuuuuuug Life
In Atlanta, it is pretty tough to stay grounded in my white roots. There is so much thuggedness going on here i sometimes resort to black voice. In black voice, i can drop the n bomb as long as it ends in -ga not -er. Usually i like to look but not touch black ladies. Mainly because the ones who look at me serve meatloaf and sloppy joes by day. When i am feeling especially thuggy, i will drive my 'infinit' across ponce to north ave and drive towards downtown to the chicken and waffles joint. Or stop at dugans for the best wings in atlanta. Sometimes i even catch myself dropping scrilla on an orange drink up at the Varsity. In terms of sports, i am an avid fan of all teams that have thugs on them. Or thug following. either way, in this town you can throw a rock in any direction and hit a thug who likes the Atlanta Hawks. the hawks are like 6-20, and people still go to the games because it is the mecca of thuggery. if i am not donning my #21 D Hall jersey then i am usually rocking the red hawks headband. damn that thing comes in clutch when my ixy black jewfro is all up in my grill. i dont own a brush, rather a comb that resembles a pick. i have more mix cds with 'Heady Rap' or 'Rap Tunez' on the label than my white music. i wanna fanta fanta right now. the comcast guy's thick playalistic accent of thuggery is completely comprehendable in my ears. kanye west's struggles are mine own. mike vick gon rock tha dome. boooooom, where you at. i am just feeling so so def right now. imma go to the lab, get my headphones turned up, blaze some shit, murder this track. chef is my favorite black person on south park... i mean he is fucking way funnier than token. i am from kentucky and i have a penchant for deep fried dirty southern kfc chicken tenders with barbecue sauce oozing out the sides. i have more bling in my teeth than luda could ever put in. i have a mammalian penis. its a veritable horse cock. all i want to do right now is go to a park, play some basketball against some thugs, eat watermelon, and drink malt liquor. domino mother fucker!
My true inner being.
3 Comments:
a blunt, a spliff AND a cig!
woah, you'd think you grew up around 8th and jackson streets in la'ville or something. ham & egger, baby.
a blunt, a spliff AND a cig!
woah, you'd think you grew up around 8th and jackson streets in la'ville or something. ham & egger, baby.
crap, i don't think you could PAY ME to live down there. maybe four blocks in either direction, but SHIT! then again, you'd have access to lots of guns and drugs and the st. vincent depaul shelter, that's good. and walnut street baptist church, if you feel like bowling, roller skating, or having some cheetohs. fuckin' a. i bet they want some dough for those places, too.
so we're agreed upon the spelling of lokey, then?
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