Man listen.. I'm sittin in tha house, kicked back watchin my Bad Santa DVD (That niguh Bernie Mac is a mad man fool) and my wifey just busts down tha door and gets to yellin at me.. "Papi.. What I tell you about foolin with my liqour, next time I'ma kick yo black ass!" (I jacked for her Grey Goose last night, that shit is tha truth!) I ain't feel like gettin yelled on.. So I threw on my special edition Olympic Jordan 19's, Dream Team Barkley jersey and steped. So I'm walkin down 109, headin to tha store to get a cigar to twist up tha last of tha funk. I'm half way to tha store and this muslim dude stoped me, he says.. "Hey young brotha, you looked troubled, it's a nice day.. You should be smiling." And I say.. "Fall back Ahgahdah, I never smile.. that shit is for suckas!" Then he tells me.. "You know Allah can help you smile again.. Give me five minutes of your time young man." I was like.. "Son.. I got things to do! Now fall back, fa real yo!" So I get back on my mission to tha store, I'm almost there and I hear someone walkin behind me.. So I turn around to make sure it ain't some fool tryin to creep up on me.. And it was tha muslim niguh again.. He was like.. "Just let me have five minutes young man, that's all I ask." I say.. "Niguh I WILL KILL YOU!!.. Why you followin me homie, you want war?" Then he says.. "This is why you need Allah in you life, hear me out brotha!" So I'm like.. "Fuck it.. You got five minutes!" (But I was lying, ya'll know how I do it!)
So he starts preachin and I'm listening.. Like a minute and a half go by and I start actin like I caught tha holy ghost and shit.. I started shakin and convulsing and shouting.. "I feel tha power, yes brotha, yesssssss!!!" Then he says.. "You feel it, you feel tha power!?" I say.. "Yes brotha, come feel tha power with me!" Then he walks up and puts his hand on my shoulder and I kneeled down..... BLLOOOPPP!!!!! I came all tha way from tha ground with a half uppercut, half left hook.. Damn near took his head off!!! His kufi went flyin in tha air along with his Final Call newspapers and shit. That left hand had a side of pork in it, that niguh was OUT COLD! Then I lean over his unconscious body and start yellin at tha top of my lungs.. "Mothafucka you know who I am?? A period B NIGUH.. I GOT MILK, WHAT?? GET UP MOTHAFUCKA!! I'LL KNOCK YOU OUT AGAIN NIGUH!!!!!!!!" There was a fat kid watching this go down.. He let tha ice cream truck pass by.. That's how serious this was!
I can't even get a cigar from tha corner store without havin to test my knockout skills.. These streets is gettin mean!
So he starts preachin and I'm listening.. Like a minute and a half go by and I start actin like I caught tha holy ghost and shit.. I started shakin and convulsing and shouting.. "I feel tha power, yes brotha, yesssssss!!!" Then he says.. "You feel it, you feel tha power!?" I say.. "Yes brotha, come feel tha power with me!" Then he walks up and puts his hand on my shoulder and I kneeled down..... BLLOOOPPP!!!!! I came all tha way from tha ground with a half uppercut, half left hook.. Damn near took his head off!!! His kufi went flyin in tha air along with his Final Call newspapers and shit. That left hand had a side of pork in it, that niguh was OUT COLD! Then I lean over his unconscious body and start yellin at tha top of my lungs.. "Mothafucka you know who I am?? A period B NIGUH.. I GOT MILK, WHAT?? GET UP MOTHAFUCKA!! I'LL KNOCK YOU OUT AGAIN NIGUH!!!!!!!!" There was a fat kid watching this go down.. He let tha ice cream truck pass by.. That's how serious this was!
I can't even get a cigar from tha corner store without havin to test my knockout skills.. These streets is gettin mean!
damn Michelob is getting to me! Make love not war
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