Showing posts with label miguellin like a felon. Show all posts
Showing posts with label miguellin like a felon. Show all posts
Monday, November 8, 2010
Terd Fergusons
Hello again gang, sorry it has once again been so long. the shit has been going down lately. no too crazy but more than any man needs. just started back to good old school again, and it sucks ass. the lady is rocking her scrubs and doing her vet tech thing. one of these days i have high hopes that we will be super rich. but who knows. being way out in the country makes keeping in touch much harder than i originally though. but anyhow now that im done filling yall in on whats going down, it is time to discuss the title of this here blog post. Terd Fergusons. they are everywhere you look. people who are just beyond cheap, cant let anything go. it can be annoying but then if you just remember that they are terd fergusons and then you let them know that they are terd fergusons it tends to make life a little smoother. some people are just douches and when we tell them, it makes us feel better. alrighty gang, well i dont have much tonite, but i will be back to it sooner than you think. tall be easy on the peasy and to all you terd fergusons out there fuck you
Thursday, May 28, 2009
The shit a G is made of....
Vice Versa:(This song heres called god damn vice versa its like Picture everything you thought was good was really bad everything bad was really good, what if heaven was on earth nigga the whole world versevice versa this shit here god damn goin on get you a phat ass blunt of that dro smoke that shit its all vice versa look up in the air nigga we rich nigga its vice verse i know all you real nigga gunna feel this shit)
What if heaven was hell and vice versa
If I told ya go to hell would ya tell I cursed ya
I reimburse ya with the truth so ya know my faith
and pray I die im that nigga that they love to hate
i wanna make you use your mind
god has sent the sign and when you listen to these rhymes nigga take your time
again I ask heaven was hell an vice versa
would ya start doin evil in order ta nurture
the spirit man do you understand there's a war thats ragin on
an the devils got some ammo too dont get me wrong
but I put my trust off in the Lord
its too corrupt know that god dont help me blow em up
I gives a fuck
heaven was hell and vice versa
I have no fear I dun witnessed to much hell right here
lend me your ear be cause the beer we had to pour
for all my niggas hit the devil with 44
payback nigga
my nigga keep me from tryin to enter
battle alone and the deal with all this wickedness
I smoke a zone
know im grown but im still a baby
its vice versa so i guess ill beg Satan to save me
God im confused, confused of all these motherfuckers
makin me sick
The Virgin Mary may not fuck nobody
but she suck dick
with a click of nasty concubine its vice versa so she prolly do the whole nine
that nasty ho
I don't know where imma go this christmas
It's Satans birth
imma try to smoke a pound of weed
to ease the hurt
While jesus equiped with angels and devils equip with glocs
for god so loved the earth that he blessed a thug with rocks
Wont stop until they feel me
Protect me devil I think the Lord is tryin to kill me
It's vice versa
Heaven is the low while this doja keep me high
an see the lord almighty nigga im ready to die
my reply for any questions asked the devil made me do it
whose the devil may I ask its so polluted uprooted from all this stupid shit
see me cremated my adaption to the climate
so glad I made it elated that they gun go to heaven
but do they know heaven may not be the place to go
again I ask heaven was hell an vice versa
the devils demons id be damned if ill let god hurt ya Follow me.
If this was vice versa
I be an angel cuz I'm a devil
A down south Georgia rebel
A whole nother fuckin level
reminiscing on all the good and the bad that I did
bussin caps an splitting wigs
an servin nigs
an talkin shit
this is vice versa no fuckin commercial
heaven or hell where do we go
when we die
eternal fire
or the streets of gold
only God knows
vice versa
What if heaven was hell and vice versa
If I told ya go to hell would ya tell I cursed ya
I reimburse ya with the truth so ya know my faith
and pray I die im that nigga that they love to hate
i wanna make you use your mind
god has sent the sign and when you listen to these rhymes nigga take your time
again I ask heaven was hell an vice versa
would ya start doin evil in order ta nurture
the spirit man do you understand there's a war thats ragin on
an the devils got some ammo too dont get me wrong
but I put my trust off in the Lord
its too corrupt know that god dont help me blow em up
I gives a fuck
heaven was hell and vice versa
I have no fear I dun witnessed to much hell right here
lend me your ear be cause the beer we had to pour
for all my niggas hit the devil with 44
payback nigga
my nigga keep me from tryin to enter
battle alone and the deal with all this wickedness
I smoke a zone
know im grown but im still a baby
its vice versa so i guess ill beg Satan to save me
God im confused, confused of all these motherfuckers
makin me sick
The Virgin Mary may not fuck nobody
but she suck dick
with a click of nasty concubine its vice versa so she prolly do the whole nine
that nasty ho
I don't know where imma go this christmas
It's Satans birth
imma try to smoke a pound of weed
to ease the hurt
While jesus equiped with angels and devils equip with glocs
for god so loved the earth that he blessed a thug with rocks
Wont stop until they feel me
Protect me devil I think the Lord is tryin to kill me
It's vice versa
Heaven is the low while this doja keep me high
an see the lord almighty nigga im ready to die
my reply for any questions asked the devil made me do it
whose the devil may I ask its so polluted uprooted from all this stupid shit
see me cremated my adaption to the climate
so glad I made it elated that they gun go to heaven
but do they know heaven may not be the place to go
again I ask heaven was hell an vice versa
the devils demons id be damned if ill let god hurt ya Follow me.
If this was vice versa
I be an angel cuz I'm a devil
A down south Georgia rebel
A whole nother fuckin level
reminiscing on all the good and the bad that I did
bussin caps an splitting wigs
an servin nigs
an talkin shit
this is vice versa no fuckin commercial
heaven or hell where do we go
when we die
eternal fire
or the streets of gold
only God knows
vice versa
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
Mean Miguel V. vs Nasty Nikia J.
Nikia: You look like shit and you smell like ass, any one who looks at you knows son you got no class.
Miguel: That's funny, you talk and ryhme, all you lack is money thats why you walking all the time.
Nikia: The funny thing about you is your mothafuckin face, no matter where you are you always look out of place.
Miguel: You're as nutty as a squirrel and as dumb as a prick, you talk like a girl and your versus make me sick.
Nikia: Shut up nigga, you know you ain't shit, if they put me on a beat my ryhmes would be a hit.
Miguel: Yeah thats wishful thinking, keep yo head above that water cause now your boat is sinking.
Nikia: You call that a ryhme, i can't slap you in the face and fuck ya mother in one line.
Miguel: Me, i like to do it BIG, embarass you in person without even booking a gig.
Nikia: You so lame, you oughtta be shot, your ryhmes lack substance like you losing train of thought.
Miguel: It's funny when your scared, you stutter and tremble and act hearing impaired.
Nikia: You want some then, i pull the steel out and let you meet the men.
Miguel: Yeah, like the men you fuck, you slipping little daddy, and your ryhmes still suck.
Nikia: Yeah, like when you suck my dick, you know my shits tight thats why it make it you sick.
Miguel: Shit, it makes me sick of your mouth, who the fuck you supposed to be talking down in the south?
Nikia: I'm that nigga, the one that no one knows, gangsta is my life right down to my bloody bones, i'm that motha fucker that they call nikia jones.
Miguel: Nikia, what kind of name is that, you must've got from your boyfreind while he was beating out your back.
Nikia: You a prison bitch getting raped everyday, you gotta keep it a secret son we all know you gay.
Miguel: This is what it is, i ryhme with no accord, i ain't gotta pull the steel bitch i'll let you meet my sword. Not afraid of you your face your religion your race. I'm a ride or die soldier i'd kill you in any place.
Nikia: Thats it, thats all you got, i hope not son cause i've just begun to get hot.
This has been a nikia hates miguel production. Just try and be easy out there. Love peace and afro grease fro-eva!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I also miss the afroman concert today so i thought i would liven it up a bit with some of that funk straight from the bunk. Ya'll keep it real hold it down and stay pimpin.
Miguel: That's funny, you talk and ryhme, all you lack is money thats why you walking all the time.
Nikia: The funny thing about you is your mothafuckin face, no matter where you are you always look out of place.
Miguel: You're as nutty as a squirrel and as dumb as a prick, you talk like a girl and your versus make me sick.
Nikia: Shut up nigga, you know you ain't shit, if they put me on a beat my ryhmes would be a hit.
Miguel: Yeah thats wishful thinking, keep yo head above that water cause now your boat is sinking.
Nikia: You call that a ryhme, i can't slap you in the face and fuck ya mother in one line.
Miguel: Me, i like to do it BIG, embarass you in person without even booking a gig.
Nikia: You so lame, you oughtta be shot, your ryhmes lack substance like you losing train of thought.
Miguel: It's funny when your scared, you stutter and tremble and act hearing impaired.
Nikia: You want some then, i pull the steel out and let you meet the men.
Miguel: Yeah, like the men you fuck, you slipping little daddy, and your ryhmes still suck.
Nikia: Yeah, like when you suck my dick, you know my shits tight thats why it make it you sick.
Miguel: Shit, it makes me sick of your mouth, who the fuck you supposed to be talking down in the south?
Nikia: I'm that nigga, the one that no one knows, gangsta is my life right down to my bloody bones, i'm that motha fucker that they call nikia jones.
Miguel: Nikia, what kind of name is that, you must've got from your boyfreind while he was beating out your back.
Nikia: You a prison bitch getting raped everyday, you gotta keep it a secret son we all know you gay.
Miguel: This is what it is, i ryhme with no accord, i ain't gotta pull the steel bitch i'll let you meet my sword. Not afraid of you your face your religion your race. I'm a ride or die soldier i'd kill you in any place.
Nikia: Thats it, thats all you got, i hope not son cause i've just begun to get hot.
This has been a nikia hates miguel production. Just try and be easy out there. Love peace and afro grease fro-eva!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I also miss the afroman concert today so i thought i would liven it up a bit with some of that funk straight from the bunk. Ya'll keep it real hold it down and stay pimpin.
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