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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Lyrics
One day, February 3rd, 2006
Brian's alarm goes off at 7 o'clock and he hits it
The buzzing was so loud, it caused the cat to awaken
But not him, he liked to slack before he made the day-shift
And with his energy vacant, walks down the hall
His facial expression suggests that he's annoyed and hates it
Then he's distracted as he sees the cat battering at
Something, and figures that he found a new toy to play with
Thinking nothing of it, he keeps on moving
To the bathroom to begin his daily routine
With anxious mood-swings, he wants to get out the house
Without longing for the task that his errands have in store
After a while he's ready to go, at 7:34
Locks the door to his house, walks, and gets into his Ford
Headed down to get it serviced, he arrives early
In line behind beauty, they talk to pass time
And immediately click, in spite of his tired flirting
She loved Mickey Mouse, and placed her tastes upon a pedestal
'Cause she was a fan of Disney classics, and had every collectible
Learning about her past, life, and future plans
He was mesmerized, angelically locked into her trance
And without hesitating he asked her for a date
Which went successfully, 'cause he lacked in poor taste
He felt like he had truly found the soul-mate..
Rewind the day, with a different backgrounda€¦
Same day, February 3rd, 2006
Brian jumps up with sweat drippin' at 6:58
A nightmare, he hated these...but it made him think
He was awake now, there's no use in tryin' to sleep again
'Cause in two minutes anyway, the alarm would be beepin' him
He gets up, moves over to switch the machine off
And goes down the hall to the closet to grab a clean cloth
The cat must be asleep, trying to rest its paws
'Cause halfway there, Brian looks and sees a spider on the wall
Immediately gets the impulse to kill it, so he walks
To the kitchen, amidst the dirty plates and skillets
Grabs his weapon of choice, goes back and slaughters it with it
Satisfied, he throws the paper towel of death away
And sinks as he sees the mail that's out from yesterday
Bills...bills...a letter from Mandi!
He happily opens it, but soon moves to tears
As his little sister writes him of a death in the family
Before he knows it, it's 7:46
He runs out of the house, undressed, and more than pissed
'Cause he was late for an appointment he couldn't afford to miss
He's a mess, speeding, and at the turn-in
He crashes into the drivers door of a Blue Suburban
He killed her on impact, doing 50 in a 35
...and there was a little sticker of Mickey on the sturdy side...
