Gradually degenerating into ignorance and complacency.

Sunday, January 13, 2008

Touch it! It has the power to heal!

Yet another person in the series of people to touch my butt. Is there a sign back there? Please touch my butt. Feel free to sexually harass me without worry of recourse.

I gotta get out of that place ...
if it's the last thing I ever do ...

Welcoming the oppressor

I need to shift this draw quick as fuck
Flip the cash and take my cut
It's really powerful, it's so strong
But I'm selling it fast and it's nearly all gone

I'll sell you the 9-bar or just the ounce
I'll sell you little bits or large amounts
Adam Hussain, remember me?
Selling draw from my Capri

Want some draw? With me you'll score
Cos I grows this shit out o' my nan's back door
Bongs big as, blow buckets,
I sell like ounces to schoolkids but I don't care, fuck it

Get it on tick, but make it quick
I just got a load of wicked Thai stick
Party's going down, I'll bring the brown
Tonight it's going off in Newport town

[Chorus]
I got 21 ounces of blow
I got 21 ounces of blow
So if you want some let me know, cos I really gotta go
I got 21 ounces of blow, blow, blow

People watch me like Match of the Day
I've got a stack of weed like a bale of Hay
I drive my Capri like Colin Macrae
And I gotta drop some weed off in Alway

So, we need to find a way to keep these people uneducated and poor, politically inactive, and willing to kill each other. Rap and gangs have replaced the antiquated KKK as the moving body to keep the untouchables, untouchable. Way to go dummies! Oh, and the downed people should replace their god with the oppressor.