afroman

the best rapper ever made

way better than all these whack–ss rappers nowdays
i think your crazy
if you like jay-z
don’t “change clothes”, change the cd
murphy lee “what da hook gon’ be”
cuz you do need a hook and another beat
jermain dupree you know you wrong
f-cked up chingy’s song
ha ha

afro-m-th-f-kin-m-a-n
cant stand no m-th-f-ckin ying-yang twin
i think little jon and the eastside boyz
is a ignorant, irritatin’, bunch a noise
if you don’t give a d-mn go and throw it out
if you don’t give a d-mn go and throw it out
the windooooow up against the wall
laugh when the muthuf-ker fall
these fools can’t rap at all
i’ll never buy a tune
from the neptune
when they beat come on i hope it go off soon
fabulous, what fabulous about him?
i think he terrible
music unbearable
rippin off mase
with that look on his face
aww man, i rest my case
kelis, wow
i hate her so much right now
“my milkshake brings all the boys to the yard”
who gave her a record deal? oh my god…
kalis, this is what i want you to do:
get on your knees face me
i got a milkshake for you and its tasty
puff daddy
enough already
now it’s p. diddy
still sound sh-tty
how can your group be called a band?
n-body plays an instrument man
missy eliot, she looks like halie berry
thats scary
(to the tune of missy eliot’s sh-tty song “work it”)
her cd ain’t worth it
put your money in you pocket and reverse it x2
(talking)
50 cent. look at him, he don’t even move his mouth when he rap.
he be rappin’ like mike tyson or somthing.
(a lot of mumbling to a new beat, imitating 50 cent’s sh-tty style)

“i’ll teach you how to stunt”
teach me how to stunt?
they need to let me teach them how to roll a fat blunt
how to get drunk and take it easy
and stop making songs so cheesy
now mannie fresh
is actually fresh
and juvenille
i like his style
but the worst rapper i ever heard man
is the whack–ss m-th-f-ckin birdman
what about silkk the shocker
“my name is silkk and i’ll shock you”
ha ha ha
oh no!
i’ve just been shocked by silkk the shocker
10 more definitions
add your own
(n.) afrolicious rapper who invented the best excuse for everything ever “because i got high”.
i was gonna post some lyrics

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colt 45 and two zig-zags, baby that’s all i need. we can go to the park, after dark, smoke that tumbleweed. as the marijuana burns we can take our turn, singin them dirty rap songs. stop and hit the bong like cheech and chong sell tapes from here to hong kong.
yo, p-ss the bud afroman.
i wasn’t gonna run from the cops, but i was high….i was gonna pull right over and stop, but i was high….now i’m a paraplegic and i know why! cause i got high cause i got high, because i got hiiiiiiiieeegh
great rapper, his songs colt 45 and because i got high are great and really funny.
met this woman in hawaii,
i stuck it in her -ss and she went aiii
lips was breakfast, p-ssy was lunch,
then her t-tties busted open with hawaiian punch!
the hordest and craziest nukka alive! he be smoking that bomb chron-dizzle!
can’t get drunk. can’t get blunted. la county, 95 hundred.
crips wanna take my all-stars. bloods wanna eat my snicker bars.
them p-ck-rwoods don’t want none, but the mexican’s straight own one.
them essays, (???) that essays always try to test me,
so i jumped off the bed, cause i ain’t no punk. jammed his head up against the bunk.
socked that cholo in his chin. black m-th–f-ckas scared to jump in.
sheriff broke it up when we hit the floor. i kept talkin’ sh-t cause i want some more.
back in town, we get along with the brown. now i’m in jail, they tryin’ to beat me down.
jail is h-ll, but i’ll adapt. won’t hesitate to get in a scr-p.
’cause i’m down for mine, and that’s for certain, sittin’ in the hole with my knuckles hurtin’.
uhh i`m to high to wright one