ILLigitt
I'm a 19 year-old aspiring musician currently residing in Leavenworth, KS. I've been rapping since I was 13. I sucked at it until I was 14 and I've been good at it since I was 15. I've fucking ruled at it since I was 16 and I started getting better when I was 17. I became so amazing that I required a human sacrifice when I turned 18. I turned 19 and still have not received what is now my annual sacrifice, so now I refuse to keep making music until someone appeases me. My penis is several minutes long, and I am un-full of shit like you wouldn't believe.
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Story behind the song
The tacky chorus was intentional, I swear!
Lyrics
There ain't no party like a Whiteboy Party
'Cause a Whiteboy Party don't stop
There ain't no party like a Thug Life Party
'Cause a Thug Life Party don't stop
There ain't no party like a Worldwide Party
'Cause a Worldwide Party don't stop
But if there ain't no party like several different parties
All for the reason that they don't stop...
I guess it becomes acceptable to do the impossible
Take an idea and duplicate with a criminal
Addition to creations that rape the original
Fake gang-banging and crazy unlyrical
Insane brains that make for lazy, despicable
People referred to as a waste of the minerals
Taking my living source, a bitter force
Over-taking the game, driven by a crippled horse
Isn't it cool to take drugs and smoke
As I tell you encounters of sexual intercourse?
No. That's why I bash the stereo hype
As I laugh at it, you add to stereotypes
You fly, with your arial life
Your various highs allow me to bury your mic
When my name is what's causing your hysteria bites
Because you're scared to say it, like "f*** Marion Knight!"
There ain't no party like a Whiteboy Party
'Cause a Whiteboy Party don't stop
There ain't no party like a Thug Life Party
'Cause a Thug Life Party don't stop
There ain't no party like a Worldwide Party
'Cause a Worldwide Party don't stop
But if there ain't no party like several different parties
All for the reason that they don't stop...
Then consider me a saint, untainted by life in Hell
Strivin' for fame, with nothing on my mind but sales,
Hype, and jail; the epitome of popular music
Please "Find Yourself," or you'll stop and "Just Lose It"
With ... sh** songs
'Gitt has sharpened his mic into a sharp sword
What else could you possibly do to all four
I done loved the whole show, but the Encore
And that's not a stab at Marshall
That's just a metaphor, I'm impartial
To the wack way he's diminished his talent
Over the years, sh** , and now I got thrown off balance
There's nothing I want more than life in a cage
Ripping bars, can't escape, with the mic on a stage
Tryin' in vain to salvage the skill
Of the very artistry they all manage to kill
There ain't no party like a Whiteboy Party
'Cause a Whiteboy Party don't stop
There ain't no party like a Thug Life Party
'Cause a Thug Life Party don't stop
There ain't no party like a Worldwide Party
'Cause a Worldwide Party don't stop
But if there ain't no party like several different parties
All for the reason that they don't stop...
Then give six thumbs up to the second verse
Smother it in praise 'til the pressure hurts
I'll invest the dirt that calls a b*** an object
I'll give you the truth, if you give me a bomb threat
Uhh... sh** , nevermind
Couldn't think of a rhyming word that fit the context
And I love music as much as I love writing it
Honest, I love having to fight with it
I love the late nights of straight band practicin'
Then playin' shows with 20 people in the audience
And I love tryin' to be better than each hack
So I even love all the negative feedback
Instead of a street track, to amplify
The hostilities and lack of a mastermind
I make tracks that throw passion on top of your mind
And hope that you act out with a positive vibe
