even tho they tried to sell you a sweatshirt for 30 dollars more just cuz ur mom was with you and payin
but i was flawwless reppin up in M-TOWN and this negro with a huge flawwless sticka on his whip gave me a street shout out, ya know gettin up my street cred, and i hollaed at the nigga and he hooked it up fat with karma points, so now i got 17000 and some mad fucking street cred.
From the attic came an unearthly howl. The whole
scene had an eerie surreal quality, like when you're
on vacation in another city and Jeopardy comes on
at 7:00 p.m. instead of 7:30.
Long separated by cruel fate, the star-crossed lovers
raced across the grassy field toward each other like
two freight trains, one having left Cleveland at 6:36 p.m.
traveling at 55 mph, the other from Topeka at 4:19 p.m.