Boris The Butcher

My shit don't even got followers https://twitter.com/BorisDaGucci

I do use twitter.

My question is why did you go to Twitter firsst instead of calling the police if you got your ass beat. Also, why be bitchified like that either play the smart lame role or beat Will.I.Am he's a fuckin' Black Eyed Pea muthafucka couldn't scare himself.

WHITE FLOORS WHITE BRICKS THATS MY DREAM HOUSE, 100 BRICKS THE LONG WAY THATS MY DREAM COUCH CAN YOU PICTURE ME JUST SITTIN' ON THEM SHITS?

Why?

You ol' samoan perez hilton with a high top lookin' ass nigga.

Nigga should've had a splasher.

Re: Dear ________, - no homo Dear Backpain, Thanks muthafucka. BTB

Raekwon On Joe Budden & Wu-Tang "I Don't Like Joe Budden. He Can't Fuck with Me" http://www.worldstarhiphop.com/videos/video.php?v=wshhEPh1eA6ZDu0omUTD

Relaxed.

Re: Dear ________, - no homo Ayo can I please talk to my BUST IT BABIES real quick homie, Let me bring you in my world and Let you know what I call a bust it baby If I wasn't married to the streets, it would be you Your lips, what make you so cute Love when you poke your mouth when you mad too, Save your number in my phone under lil boo Like your sex, but more in love with what you do, Turn me on how you stare at me when we thru When you give it to me, I don't wanna turn ya loose

Re: Dear ________, - no homo I just gave her a nickname, it's wet-wet, Cause when we finish, she mess up all my bed set She got somethin to relax me when I'm under stress, Never told her, or let her know, but she the best She like to spell her name with her tounge on my chest, If you would've told me it was this good, I would've never guessed She full of surprises, I dont know what she'll do next But while she sleep, I'll sneak and put hickes on her neck And when she go, she shut down the whole set, Love to see her in heels, with da slit in her dress She like to do her own hair, get her own checks, My BUST IT BABY, I keep her on deck

Slid through the club late all I need is a hour Like they told me lil' homie money is power Ran the streets all day I'm fresh out the shower Watch how a goon rock let me show you my volume Check my track record homie all I beat is stallions I done smashed already shit you can have her If you want her better catch her better gon' snatch her Want straight animals over here, no hackers Better put the cuffs on her 'fore the goons pack her When we leave the club watch you follow after Y'all ain't groupies baby stop bein' embarrassed This one here in the book, this a closed chapter

Parked the whip out front jumped out stuntin' Neck full of jewels whole pocket full of money All the goons around me so you know I'm comin' Half a brick in my pocket ten stacks on me Better let me ball you don't want no problem homie Last problem in the club somebody start dumpin' I'm the main attraction y'all peons Got a dope boy knot on me, no one's Came through the side do', slid wit' my gun Somebody daughter gettin' it the question which one 'Gnaced up and on good 'dro, body numb Let me show you how a real goon have fun

You probably crooked as the last trick; want it light but how I got my ass caught up with this bad bitch Thinkin I had her but she had me in the long run It's just my luck I'm stuck with fuckin with the wrong one, Wise decisions, based on lies we livin Scandalous times, this game's like my religion You could be rollin with a thug Instead you with this weak scrub, lookin for some love In every club, I see you starin like you want it Well baby if you got it better flaunt it Let the liquor help you get up on it I'm still tipsy from last night Bumpin these walls as I pause, addicted to the fast life I try to holla but you tell me you taken Sayin you ain't impressed, with the money I'm makin Guess it's true what they tellin me Fresh out of jail, life's Hell for a black, celebrity So that's the reason why I call, and maybe you widdit Fantansies of us sweatin, can I hit it? Addicted to the things you do, but still true What I'm sayin Boo, is this is all about you

Life goes on homie gone on, cause they passed away Niggas doin' life Niggas doin' 50 and 60 years and shit I feel ya nigga, trust me I feel ya You know what I mean last year we poured out liquor for ya this year nigga, life goes on we're gonna clock now get money evade bitches evade tricks give players plenty space and basicaly just represent for you baby next time you see your niggas your gonna be on top nigga their gonna be like, 'Goddamn, them niggas came up' that's right baby life goes on.... and we up out this bitch hey Kato, Mental y'all niggas make sure it's popin' when we get up there don't front.

He was a nice middle class nigga But nobody knew the evil he'd do When he got a little bigger Get off the final blaze While puffing on a Newport plottin' on a another way to catch a case Was only sixteen, yet convicted as a felon With a bunch of old niggas But you the only one who ain't telling I tell you it's a cold world, stay in school You tell me its a man's world, play the rules And fade fools, 'n break rules until we major Blaze up, getting with hoes through my pager Was raised up, commencing to money makin' tactics It's getting drastic, niggas got automatics My fingers on the trigga, Tell the lord To make way for another straight Thug Nigga I'm sitting getting buzzed, looking for some love from the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a Thug

The ever controversial Tupac Shakur has just released another album under the alias Makaveli. Music insiders are running wild trying to rearrange other artist street dates, in fear of a wipeout in retail interchart movement. Although no one knows the exact cause of the new album; resources tell me a number of less fortunate rappers have joined together in conspiracy to assassinate the character of not only Mr. Shakur, but of Death Row Records as well. Nas, the alleged ring leader of it, is furious at Tupac excuse me Makaveli's verbal assault on Mobb Sleep, Notorius P.I.G., and several other New York rappers Jay-Z, from "Hawaiian Sophie" fame, Big Little whatever and several other corny sounding motherfuckers are understandably shaken up by this release. The question everbody wants to know is why'd they get this nigga started?

Puffy lets be honest you a punk or you will see me with gloves Remember that shit you said to Vibe about me bein a thug You can tell the people you roll with whatever you want But you and I know what's going on Payback, I knew you bitch niggas from way back Witness me strapped with Macs, knew I wouldn't play that All you old rappers trying to advance It's all over now, take it like a man Niggas lookin like Larry Holmes, flabby and sick Tryin to player hate on my shit, you eat a fat dick Let it be known this is how you made me Lovin how I got you niggas crazy