THE BITCHES LOVE ME CAUSE THEY KNOW THAT I CAN ROCK
THE BITCHES LOVE ME CAUSE THEY KNOW THAT I CAN RHYME
THE BITCHES LOVE ME CAUSE THEY KNOW THAT I CAN FUCK
THE BITCHES LOVE ME CAUSE THEY KNOW THAT I'M ON TIME
THROUGHOUT THE PROJECTS

it does, actually.

like super-ebola

like super-ebola

yeah, i got a baldknobber for you right here… *unzips*

my shtick never dies

my shtick never dies

gotta say, though, this was a top shelf parody of tumblr sjw's:

who the fuck are half these people? you've got some people who've actually legitimately done things, but twitter personality is a credit now? like, that's something you can call yourself and people will take it seriously? fuck you people

let's try it and see if it helps

Death to Israel

really? that shrieking jewess? moms have better taste than that, surely

why weren't you embarrassed already?

they follow the beasties' example when it comes to fashion and music. why don't they do the same when it comes to getting cancer?

…that guy's a hiphop journalist? you're shitting me, right?

didn't read, but who the fuck is this person? she gets a column here and now you're asking her to talk about a song she dislikes. why? who the fuck cares?

alright! more mfa bullshit no one except the author and the guys who want to sleep with her could possibly care about!

only the good die young

this guy is just dumb as shit, isn't he?

they all are, and they're all shit