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myspace.com/mcgreygoosespitsbirdfluonyoubitches
add a brotha.
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Re: Kanye West goes crazy!!
that sounds a lot like a publicist trying to cover up kanye acting like a crybaby.
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Re: Kanye West goes crazy!!
he's coming here in a couple weeks. looking forward to the show... but man... what a poor display of character on the EMA's. he seems like such a douchebag. i'm friends with his DJ. will try to get the inside scoop when they're here.
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will paint it this month
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http://www.myspace.com/ghoststyle
mc grey goose track posted up on this producers page. add him and leave comments regarding how dope i am.
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my boss is a born again christian chinese man that hates chinese people.
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thanks.
MC Grey Goose, The Sophisticated, EP dropping in january.
be afraid.
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i'd like to set the tone for this thread with a poem...
SO SOPHISTICATED
allow me to explain the way my brain is just so quick i'm great it's/ 'cause i'm sophisticated watch i'll demonstrate it
shit i'm just so deep i'm deeper than the depths that creatures be on documentaries of those fish that live deep in the sea
you know those crazy bugged out fish that glow and got no eyes and shit like mother nature what have you done/ (i'm even deeper than that son)
i'm so deep i hit lava got a lot a thoughts too deep to understand i'm so deep stephen hawkings wants to be my hype man damn
but it takes more than depth to rap so complex if you guessed i'm the best well than i guess you guessed correct
i'm so advanced i take the most mundane tasks but when i do it it's an art form like the way i put my pants on
i do not put my pants on one leg at a time i leap dangerously and insert legs simultaneously (you crazy)
maybe but maybe i'm just crazily great kid/ i'm the Grey Goose, bitch/ i'm so sophisticated...
you lack sophistication bet you couldn't even spell it wipe my ass with your rhymes/ and then i make you smell it/
i have a handkerchief with double g's embroidered on it when i have a cold i blow my nose and put in my pocket/
when i grip the mic notice my pinky is extended/ i do not grab my nuts/ i cradle my appendage
see that's classier/ i'm just more refined/ i know when i eat fish that i'm supposed to order white wine
time and time again i will display sophistication i use words with many syllables and without hesitation
upon a piece of loose leaf is where you write your rhymes i write them in the crossword puzzle of the new york times
my favorite book is moby dick / my favorite dick is moby book/ i do not need to make sense and still my shit is off the hook
i am the best/ i wrote this rap while playing chess and you were checkmated/ i'm so sophisticated....
so now it should be clear that i am in fact, deep as fuck.
a while ago i posted a thread about my homie in hk who acquires more grade "a" pussy than anyone i have ever seen.
this thread will be less interesting. last night a few blunts were smoked with the homies and due to some heavy shit going on in one of my friends lives, (good buddy from back home committed suicide) our conversation took a turn for the deeper as opposed to the last one that was focused on sexual debauchery.
so we talked about god and the meaning of existence!
we deep as fuuuuuck.
so something weird happened to me last night on a kind of spiritual enlightenment tip which occasionally happens to me when i am severely blazed.
all my boys were basically in agreement that life is meaningless and that there is no god.
i'm usually pretty much down with that theory but i felt like my friends were oversimplifying and i like to play devil's advocate anyway.
the thing is, i don't really believe in god in any traditional sense of what western religions consider god to be. i don't think anyone's really paying attention to what the fuck is going on this crazy planet. no judgement. no love from above. whatever god is or isn't i'm completely convinced he/she/it is totally indifferent.
i don't like it tho, when people oversimplify and just bash on religious/spiritual people.
so my little spiritual revelation last night occurred while i was playing devil's advocate and kind of defending "faith".
my THC inspired realization is that i've changed my mind from thinking that life is meaningless to the fact that human beings have a purpose.
i played devil's advocate so hard that i converted myself!
i should be a lawyer.
so all my friends were just saying how life is meaningless. enjoy it while it lasts. there's no greater purpose. no afterlife. no god. lets party etc.
and i got on my devil's advocate shit and i defended people with faith and said something along the lines of this:
so there is a universe. there is stuff flying around space. matter and energy. there are suns and stars and planets and all this weird shit spinning around each other.
and now there are human beings. and not only are we "alive" which is weird enough.
we have the ability to think about what's going on. we can build telescopes and look at shit. we can break atoms apart and kill lots of people instantly. we can fly into outer space!
so what the fuck.
there is all sorts of crazy shit going on in the universe.
and we just HAPPEN to be able to ponder it?
so i'm not trying to say that we definitely have a greater purpose. i don't know.
but damn. it just seems like a weird coincidence that we have the capacity to understand things and pass knowledge down to new generations and that there is so much shit out there to figure out!
so fuck it.
i changed my mind.
i believe people have a purpose.
i believe that "god" is the sum of all matter and energy in the universe.
i think that life is in motion because living things are supposed to move forward and understand our surroundings.
i think our reason to exist is to "understand" stuff.
i'm not sure why.
haven't figured that out yet.
but i do believe that mankind has a purpose.
so anyway.
that's new for me. last night i smoked myself so retarded that i convinced myself of something while all i was trying to do was acknowledge the other side of an argument.
so now what do i do?
if i believe mankind has a purpose....
am i considered "spiritual"
do i need dreadlocks and birkenstocks?
shoud l i become a scientologist?
i feel like such a drastic change in my attitude towards existence should warrant some kind of a change in my life.
hmmmmmmm.....
i'm sorry if this thread sucked.
maybe i should start a blog.
-MC Grey Goose, at one with the universe
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i was just taking a shit in the bathroom at work and i noticed some graffiti.
oh the bathroom isn't only for our office, it's the bathroom for the whole floor.
someone drew a penis with an arrow pointing to a vagina and wrote something like..
"the quest of life"
or something like that.
ha.
bathroom graffiti is awesome.
like, the totally non hip-hop related stuff.
especially in an office building!
if there isn't a website for it there should be.
would make a good coffee table book too.
would be a fun road trip. cross country search for ballpoint pen scribbled cocks.
those dirty bathroom stalls are like the chatrooms in the world of shitting.
what?
i have a wicked hangover.
i was at "the" bar in the city last night.
the bar where the models and the rich handsome people go.
we decided to only communicate all night in freestyle rap mode.
thus my saying clever things to waitresses like
i'll take a heineken again would you blow my friend he thinks you're a ten his dick is small like ren my dick is big like stimpy and my ass is pimply.
it was a real hoot.
man i felt so poor and ugly in that club.
anyway
that was 4 hours ago.
now i'm drunk at work taking very frequent shits, contemplating the deeper meaning of the hairy veiny cock that was scribbled onto the bathroom stall i just saw.
-goose
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ooh that would be a dope "e"
but it's supposed to be an "f"
:)
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hey fuckers
i just bought 300 cans of montana.
they look very sexy.
this sketch...
for this wall...
boo yah!
i'm amped to paint.
it's been a while.
yessssss.... i know it's very artsy and 3-d and it's not some RAW GRAFF SHIT YO.
but i ain't a real raw graff muthafucka so tickle my bawlzzzz.
kb4lyfe
-MC GREY GOOSE, THE SOPHISTICATED
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i like the clown.
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damnit.
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i always think of "sluts" as loose women and "whores" as women who get paid for it. it's so difficult to keep up with the subtle variations of terms for degrading/classifying women. i was waiting for the part where she was gonna charge you.
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if i started a gang i'd want the colors to be more interesting. blue. red. whatever the latin kings is i forget. black and gold? i forget. i'd go like, seafoam green. or mauve. that would make your gang more exclusive and your gang members would have to make more of an effort to rep. bitch that is not periwinkle blue at all! you're docked! by a pantone book or a box of crayons motherfucker!
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quitter.
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that diagram almost made me spit out my beverage.
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for some cutting edge technological advance, that website is hurt.
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no, no, quave actually jerked off in the bathroom.
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crackman, have u actually seen those in DG? haha! that's sick.
seeks. do you think this warrants the possibility of being brought to senor raven's attention?
would just like some insight from creative/intelligent people who know how to make things happen. the opportunites are pretty endless.
and i'd actually be able to display art in the hallways on my floor of the building. it's a warehouse. i couldn't keep it up long term obviously, but i could display it at an openeing. what i mean is that i basically have close to unlimited wall space.
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hello friends.
i opened an art gallery in hong kong with a mini ramp inside.
fun!
right now i am displaying some artwork by Simon Birch. a very good homie here in the kong, and a sick ass motherfucking painter. i'm not selling his art. but it's in my space. the gallery that displays his art is next door to my space and we had an opening last week that was a combination of both spaces. this is somewhat irrelevant to the point of my post.
but...
check out his website. dude is pretty nasty with the oil paints.
so actually... my space isnt really and art gallery. its isn't even a business. i'm not sure what to call it. me and some friends basically wanted an indoor air conditioned mini ramp, so we rented a space and built one.
but now i have this big room with 17ft tall ceilings of nice white walls to write my name all over, hang up pretty pictures, project halo deathmatch sessions onto etc.
do you know what i think would be cool?
of course you don't...
i think it would be cool if some of my talented arteest 12oz homies shipped me some artwork to sell in my new gallery! (there's a multitude of extremely wealthy dipshits here who think graffiti is totally hip and TOTALLY EXTREME and i plan on exchanging artwork with them for some of their not so hard earned cash!
i have absolutely no idea how to make a project like this happen.
would i have to pay the fed ex bill for all you motherfuckers shitty spraycan art canvas? fuck that! well i don't know. maybe i would. i don't really know how something like this would work. it would be pretty cool tho, right?
maybe i could find some sponsors and fly some people out for live painting... siiiiick. i know that sounds far fetched but really it's not. trust me. i'm fuckin down like that in the kong, sonnnnnnnn.
maybe some of you have some advice for me on how to maximize the total awesomeness of my new place.
you can go here to see some more flix and some video footage
love always,
goose
NBC'S HEROES
in Channel Zero
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been downloading it on limewire. i'm up to season 1 episode 9 i think. what season is it in in the states? japanese kid is awesome. show is ok. keeps me entertained while i eat dinner.