hulk hands poem
// 24 Aug 03 // 1:42
AM // file under: f is for freak
#124 Found by Long Beach High Roller Culver.
I cut out the dumb bullshit at the end.
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with my motherfucking hulk glove
i'll throw your punk old ass outta line at walmart
no you cant use that coupon, fucker
no you cant get a rain check
what the fuck?
put back the cart!
this ain't no free fucking cart land
put back what you take
or a second hole in you ass
is what this green fist will make
with this motherfucking hulk glove
i'll smash your fucking latte and your goddamn chocolate croussaint
yeah shithead how you like me now
my mothafuckin drink gets made first, punk
double short, no whip mocha
and you'll fucking tremble
while you make it, sucka!
down it right in front of ya
then order another, moth-a-fuck-a
with this bad green motha
i be runnin through all dem red lights
waving my glove in the air
like i just don't care
what you looking at fool
wanna put up a fight?
watch me as i punch your testicles in
up and through your lower ab-do-men
spit them out on the floor
bouncing back off
and swallow 'em back in
// runteldat
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