White murder

Whattup dawgz!!! Here's another rap I just wrote!! And just for you to know I wrote this rap just for fun so it's fuckin stupid!! Haha don't look for somethin' special just read as it is: a way of havin' fun with art aiight? Well, take care dawgz!! See y'all later!!

Peace out!!

White murder

Intro:

Jingle bells, jingle bells

Jingle all the way

Oh, what fun it is to ride

In a one horse open sleigh

(Scratches)

1st verse:

Fuck Christmas and all the happiness that’s supposed to bring

Today I end this shit, ring-ring

“Who is it? It’s the Grinch!”

“Oh come on in, sit and start to think”

“How are gonna end this thing?”

“I know, let’s put a dick in Santa Claus’s ass!” (Beat ends)

Oh shit, he’s gay, the Grinch is gay

Fuck it! I don’t like man

Go away, go back to San Francisco’s bay!

Let’s go back to the plan (Beat begins again) guess what?

There’s a big van parked outside

With all the tools to take Santa out, bye-bye!

Little kids are singin’ at my door

“Get the fuck outta here; I don’t wanna hear this no more!”

(But why sir? It’s Christmas, don’t you know?)

Of course I do, and today I’m endin’ it that fo’ sho!

So people may be askin’ why finishin’ Christmas, right?

Well, cuz it’s time to transform this thing tonight

Yeah, a transformation, an evolution, a modification

Stop hangin’ crowns in your door, go and have a fuckin’ vacation

Go to the beach, go to the lake and get away of this big fake

I’m still thinkin’ should I hit Santa’s head with a rake? (ha ha)

Get him in the oven until he bakes and a whit and red cake?

Well, I’d better start joinin’ my ideas together

Cuz the time has come, there’ll be no other, to commit this

Chorus:

White murder!

Today is Christmas Eve

And everybody will see this

White murder!

Santa is goin’ down

No more fuckin’ crowns

White murder!

Children forget your gifts

You’ll only receive porn magazines

White murder!

This’ll be a white murder!

2nd verse:

OK, let’s start buildin’ my fuckin’ trap

Let me open my “Ho-Ho” plan

There’s the livin’ room, the table and the tree

Hey Santa, do you like rap?

I should play some while you die (he he)

Here’s some beer, I’ll put it instead of milk

Santa will drink it and be unable to think

This mink coat will help me to cover his eyes

I’ll hang it in the chimney and when that fuckin’ big pink ass

Enter my house, it will fall and make him completely blind

The first step is done, what’s next?

Read the text , what it says?: take Santa’s clothes of

I’ll keep the hat, the belt and the boots, that’s enough

Yeah, I know what I’ll do with those

I’ll hang ‘em in the street poles or sell them in casinos

My trap is almost finished, but somethin’s misssin’

Have you guesse? Yeah...the killin’!

So let’s tie a rope down the floor

Santa will you be able to jump?

I don’t think so, you’ll trip and fall

Your ass will be in the middle of the cross

And that tree next to the wall?

Yeah, you’re right, it’ll fall over you, adios!

Everythin’s ready and settled; I meant no diss

But you’re ready kids? Cuz you’re about to see a

Chorus

3rd verse:

Everyone is positions. I just heard a sound

Sshhh! That’s the reindeer settlin’ down

In the roof, I bet there’s faggot Rudolf

With his fuckin’ red nose and the other eight hoes

Oh my God, I’m so excited! Santa just rose

He’s walkin’ with his sack toward the chimney

I can hear this fag’s boots goin’ skweeky skweeky

Now come on down you big fat ass

This’ll be your last motherfuckin’ Christmas

No more goin’ to other house to leave your bags

Or goin’ back to the North Pole with those pussy dwarfs!

He just drank the beer! He’s getting’ dizzy

I can see it all from my hidin’ seat

The coat fell in his head and he’s screamin’ like a kid! (ha ha)

Hey Santa wanna play hide and seek?

(Who’s there? Please help me!)

Oh no, give me your fuckin’ red suit

(Here it is. What else do you want? Take my boots!)

OK Santa take my hand and walk right there

Haha! You just fell in the last trap, you poor little wild bear

On the count of three: One, two, three, wheeee (Loud noise)

I did it! I killed Santa! It was only me!

(Allan what was that…what the fuck?!?!)

Oops I’m sorry ma, Santa’s dead you ain’t getting’ your new bra!

(But Allan, this is…this is. I know this is my whit murder!)

Chorus (in the back)

Outro:

Haha no more Santa motherfuckers

Now it’s time to grab his sleigh

And go around the world

Visitin’ each house, leavin’ the gifts

Cuz poor little kids

They’ve got to receive their porn magazines!

Haha Merry Christmas!

I can't remember...

Wazzzup dawgz!!! I came back!! After some time of not writin' I finally had the time to write some shit! This rap talks 'bout my life so you can know me better dawgz!! Well, hope you like it!! Take care!! Peace out!!

Can’t remember

Intro:

Hi! My name is… (what?)

My name is… (who?)

My name is… (scratches)

Hi! My name is… (what?)

My name is… (who?)

My name is… (scratches)

My name is… (scratches)

Fuck! I can’t remember my name man!

1st verse:

Have you ever felt like me before?

Tryin’ to remember somethin’

And just feelin’ as if your memory had gone through that door? (nah)

Well, I always feel this way

Cuz there’s a problem in my head

So let me tell you the story of my life man

I was just an ordinary boy who grew up in an ordinary home

With no drugs or alcohol just my sister, my father and my mom (awww)

So when did it happen?

Did I fall over a bridge or down a ladder?

Was I hit by a ball? It don’t matter

All I know: my memory is a little bit complex

Everythin’ is there, but mixed up by some kind of vortex

All I see and hear goes up there and gets fucked up

Worse than all the silicon in the ass of Mrs. Jennifer Lopez

My whole life I’ve been tryin’ to figure out

This problem, I’m lookin’ for a solution now

Wow! I guess it’s pretty difficult

My brain’s dead I need a fuckin’ miracle!

So I’m just askin’ you to understand me; that’s literal

Cuz havin’ a memory like mine is not easy

Wait! She’s not my sister is she? (hehe no)

Hey! Do you remember what I said at the beginnin’?

Listen again if you can’t find the meanin'

But hey don’t ask me cuz I can’t remember anythin’!

Chorus:

Don’t ask me

I can’t remember which day I was born

Don’t ask me

I won’t remember my favorite toy

Don’t ask me

I can’t remember all the moments are gone

Don’t ask me

Cuz all that I know:

My name is NG…and that’s all!

2nd verse:

Since 6th grade I feel like I’m someone else

Cuz I quit bein’ that little guy with Reyes as last name (ooops!)

I started to talk with an accent

Wear blin-bling and grab my balls while rappin’

When did it happen? (yeah, when?)

Dunno man, it happened and that’s it

All I remember is me tryin’ to copy those gangstas

I saw movies, videos and looked up for words

Got a book with all the vocabulary, ha, I must be nuts!

But that’s just the way I am

I wish I could answer when you ask

Everybody thinks somethin’ went wrong on my life as a child

But it didn’t, it just went a little bit off the track (hehe)

My mom took me to a doctor to examine my head

He opened my skull and played with my brain

After squeezing it a little he put it back and said:

“I’m scared ma’am your son’s brain is broken

Look, it’s moving! (It moved?)

Yeah…like rappin’ with some attitude!” (what?)

Surprisingly, I opened my eyes and looked around

Saw my doctor and my mom movin’ her hands

After pausin’ a little I opened my mouth and this came out:

Hi! I’m NG’s brain and I’m here to tell you everythin’s great

Stop askin’ yourselves if NG’s OK

Just come right here, stand next to me and sing the chorus loud and clear!

Chorus

3rd verse:

That’s what happens when you can’t remember

Even if I want to it won’t get better

I just get hit by hundreds of flashes

My life keeps comin’ and goin’ but everythin’ is just ashes

So I wish could keep writin’ in this rap

But I can’t remember the point of this thang (Really?)

Words and words keep comin’ into my head

But I just can’t figure out whether I want to masturbate

(What? NG I think you’re talkin’ crazy)

Haha the thing is I can’t remember how to be sane

Like the time I walked in a party met a girl named Mary and took her upstairs

Started touchin’ her while my penis was comin’ out of my pants

Then I was in my bedroom with a fuckin’ headache

I call my friend and asked for her

He started laughin’ and said:

“Dude, can’t you remember? Mary was Marty

You touched him and got him angry

He grabbed a tube hit you in the head

And shoveled it up your ass man! hehe” (Fuuuuuck)

So that’s how it goes

There ain’t no cure for my curse (Yeah…)

So don’t get angry man

If I see you and ask what your name was!

Chorus