Such a good boy when I was 18
But I smoked alcohol and drank weed
And now my brain turned into baked beans
Don't be like me, kids I'm fried
Fried
F̶r̶i̶e̶d̶
F͇r͇i͇e͇d͇
𝓕𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓭
Got a new plug, my other guy sucks
Barely got a buzz off 25 bucks
Dropped 200, I got too much
And I got too fried I'm sunny side up
Got your dad doin' blow off my ass
Got your mom tryna suck on my nuts
Don't tell me money don't buy
Happiness when it so happen that money buy drugs
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Nosnevets baby that's no lie
That's me
I'm him
That's right
That's me
I
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Millennial Eminem
That's me
That's right
That's me
Damn right
The problem with politics is the same problem with sports teams.
Often you're pressured into picking one because all your friends like that one or that's where you grew up so you have to represent.
When your team is doing good, oh there's no better feeling right? You're on top of the world winning no matter what you do. But when your team is doing bad... Well I mean the other teams are worse but you're just having a bad night right? There's no way you could actually be...*gasp*wrong??? Is there???
This reminds me of the game I play when I'm clearing out old phone contacts.
You don't know how fun it is pressing delete and imagining someone randomly on the other side of the earth, Paris vacay maybe, sitting in a cafe with a coffee and a cigarette just disappearing off the face of the earth.
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Shouts out kazaa
Shouts out limewire
Fuck you bearshare
Shouts out the original Napster mp3 player. Still got you homie slice
Shouts out
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Nahhhhhh it must've been what you were downloading
Because kazaa was a beast!!
Kazaa had me in my best friends divorced Dad's back yard cooking up napalm from the anarchist cookbook with a full Eminem / weird al playlist bruh
No issue🤷🏽
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We've gotten along here posting freedom thoughts and absurdist notes back and forth,
I think it's time I popped the question...
The one, true question. The question which tells me everything I need to know about a person answers which determine the friends, enemies, fun trolls, idio-tards, and anthema.
If you...
We're stuck on a desert island...
With ANY celebrity of your choosing...
And a knife...
Who would you kill?
And why would it be Snooki?
Ask her the same question and you'll find out.
Another good test is to call her a bitch randomly.
If she finds it endearing she's definitely a fed and doesn't want to get her emotions into it. She's just recording your every moment with those remote control birds in your lawn🤷🏽
One must imagine Sisyphus getting major Pokemon go points
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One must imagine Sisyphus getting major Pokemon go points
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Shouts out kazaa
Shouts out limewire
Fuck you bearshare
Shouts out the original Napster mp3 player. Still got you homie slice
Shouts out
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Not a theory🤷🏽
Prevent fact.
T gets home from recording depressed about her boy problems and decides to have a drink. 3 or 4 glasses later she's "waking up with a bottle of Jack"getting glittered up and heading to the club to see if there's some thug daddies she can fuck with as " key dollar sign ha" as they call her in their circles .
She runs around the club on every guys arm tossing em away when another buys her a drink. Talking the most eye catching candy back home to be hers for the foreseeable future.
Only to wake up with makeup stains in all the proper positions on the bed but no thug daddy to fuck with.
So she slides out somber heads to the bathroom to put on her real face and heads back to the studio to record 5 new albums she just came up with about this dude. 🤷🏽
What if Franz Ferdinand jumped right back up saying "let me put in my shoes! Fight fight fight!"
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