crazy rap, from a crazy rapper. what more can i say?
My name Is Ryan Evans... I Hail from the Chi, but kick it in the valley now while im in college. I just started makin my own traxx, due to a previous lack of equipment and dollas. Ho's love me, and lord knows I love to dick the ho's...
Lyrics
An I'm looking so longingly
For a girl that gets along with me
Won't say "jerk, just get off of me!"
Make hurtfull words blurt on outta me
It's absurd, it's an oddity
theres a curse been put on to me
by the gods, it's an oddysey,
or I'm Perseus possibly
An I'm Versus monstrosities
interspersed with atrocities
As the hurt works inside of me
Verse is reversin out of me
An I'm burnin the objects thee
had burdened upon to me
I'm learnin, I'm tryin to be
as perfect as I can be.
How many times can I fuckin fall into peices?
How many fuckin rhymes can I call you cheap in?
I did at least three eight balls last weekend
Finally reached you on the phone, I was tweakin and freakin
lying here all alone... weak, freezing, an bleeding
I'm crying, dying, I'm cold sweet release I'm seeking
But you just leaving me on the floor, I'm sleepin
Hoping I don't wake up, you're a whore and I mean this
(hook)
I sit and twirl, like a tilt-a-whirl, sad inside.
this little girl didn't wanna be my valentine
woulda given her the world, woulda stacked it high
But I wasn't good enough, so she passed me by
I'm so sad inside
I'm going mad and I
Got no control
I'm a locomotive, trackless, I
Am going to blow
I don't know if I have cracked inside
broken flow, broken pencil
and a broken life
I've got a ho for a wife
an squat to show for my life
yo, I'm in hell, might as well
have a nose full of white
An I'm hittin the pipe, bootin
shitloads tonight, who can
give a shit, right? you can.
Bitch but you don't, do you?
My missions to smoke buddah
get lit till I never knew you
Take pitchers of pills too
shred your pictures and then kill you
(hook)
You've been boarded more times,
than any board in the floor you're standin on
You're lookin torn and worn, I'm handsome
I, look at your "man".... hahahahhaha, god damn son.... -x2
you look like a faggot who caught his face in a trap
And you look like an average bus-station-skank from the back
So when you kiss her.... Li- Listen up mister, you taste that?!?
Ryan muthafuckin Evans Just sprayed in your face, jack.
Where the beat? where the beat? Where my bass at?
this kid is way past faggot,
he's gayer than gay
gayer than clay aiken's ass in drag
I'm sayin barratta-tatt
so stay in your habitat
or I'm layin your asses flat
you both make me yack
I'll rip it free style
show you how I fuckin' hate you back....
