#Nuttin But The Gangsta

[juhnkit]

Motivational Music in the Morning ... #MCEiht featuring #Spice1 & #Redman - #NuthinButThaGangsta ... #WeComeStrapped [Audio Track] (1994) #MMitM1

[bleachbleachbleach]

IBA CLAN AIN'T NUTTIN TA FUCK WIT

[Bleach 080]

I've said it before and I'll say it again, but when I think about how the Gotei functions at least 50% of the time I am thinking of it functioning like the Girl Scouts does. This scene feels very validating in that regard. Boy Scouts will show up for anything, including internal meetings, in full uniform. In Girl Scouts, when are you supposed to be wearing your uniform? Unclear, no one knows, maybe just during important ceremonies and when selling cookies. The same rules appear to apply for the VC badges here!

It doesn't surprise me that Renji hasn't had occasion to wear his badge, since he's been VC since like yesterday. But how long has Iba been VC? It's likely pure ceremony that they're required to wear it now. It establishes a sense of gravity within the situation, even though their mandatory meeting doesn't even have an agenda. They're just supposed to hurry up and wait. It's not as though anyone thinks the ryoka are going to see the badge and be like, "Oh, word? You're a vice-captain in the Gotei? Well, I'll see myself out, then. My bad!"

I'm not sure, really, what to make of this, but Iba's line--the first thing we ever hear a VC other than Renji say!--is:

こんとに強制されてハメる (hameru) んだワシ (washi) も初めてなんじゃけえの

ハメる (hameru): The verb 嵌める (hameru) is to slip something on/envelop something, like a ring; or gloves; or, in this case, the VC badge. But Iba chooses to use the katakana instead of the kanji here. When written in katakana, the innuendo can also be... to fuck? I don't know if that innuendo is his intention, or if he just wants to come across as very casual, but maybe Iba really hates the VC badge lol. I wouldn't blame him. In modern sports they have a similar thing for captains' bands, but they're elastic, and those are annoying. This big unwieldy piece is probably so much worse!

ワシ (washi): This is a masculine "I" pronoun with an old-school vibe that could be used when talking to subordinates or younger men (it's also a Hiroshima thing; see below), which suggests that although Renji and Iba are the same rank within the Gotei, Iba is older (and that this matters in some fashion). Hinamori reinforces this by calling him Iba-san, while Renji is Abarai-kun.

じゃけえ: This ending is another sign that Iba's speaking Hiroshima Japanese for some reason. That + his sunglasses + general tough guy aes = gangsta vibes.

With that set of justifications, I, personally, would translate Iba's line:

also this is why I don't get paid to translate things

👐

[djevilninja]

It’s Snoop Doggy Dogg on the solo tip, Still clockin’ grip, and really don’t give a sheeit About nuttin’ at all, just my Doggs, steppin’ through the fog, And I’m still gonna fade em all With the gangsta shit that keeps ya hangin’. How many hoes in ninety-four will I be bangin’? Every single one, to get the job done As I dip, skip, flip, right back to 2-1, Where the sun be shinin’ and I be ryhmin’; It’s me, Snoop D-O-double-G, and I’m climbin’.

Snoop Doggy Dogg - Gz and Hustlas

*this may very well be my favorite Snoop jam.

[86hurricanes]

Ain't Nuttin but a Gangsta Party

West

[paulnewman]

Lyrics taken from genius

crazy in love:

Young Hov, y'all know when the flow is loco

Young B and the R-O-C, uh-oh

O.G. Big Homie, the one and only

Stick bony, but the pockets is fat like Tony Soprano

The ROC handle like Van Exel

I shake phonies, man, you can't get next to

The genuine article, I do not sing, though

I sling, though, if anything, I bling, yo

A star like Ringo, war like a Green Beret

You crazy? Bring your whole set

JAY-Z in the Range, crazy and deranged

They can't figure him out, they like, "Hey, is he insane?"

Yes, sir, I'm cut from a different cloth

My texture is the best fur, chinchilla

I've been iller than chain smokers

How you think I got the name Hova?

I been realer, the game's over

Fall back, Young

Ever since I made the change over to platinum

The game's been a wrap, one

deja vu:

I used to run base like Juan Pierre

Now I run the bass hi-hat and the snare

I used to bag girls like Birkin Bags

Now I bag B (Boy, you hurtin' that)

Brooklyn Bay where they birthed me at

Now I be everywhere, the nerve of rap

The audacity to have me with them curtains back

Me and B, she about to sting, stand back

….(two verses in this one)….

Yes, Hova's flow so unusual

Baby girl, you should already know

It's H-O, light up the dro

'Cause you gon' need help tryna study my bounce

Flow, blow, what's the difference?

One you take in vein while the other you sniffin'

It's still dope, po-po try to convict him

Thats a no-go, my dough keep the scales tippin'

Like 4-4s

Like I'm from the H-O-U-S-T-O-N

Blow wind, so Chicago of him

Is he the best ever? That's the argu-a-ment

I don't make the list, don't be mad at me

I just make the hits like a factory

I'm just one to one, nuttin' after me

No déjà vu, just me and my (Oh)

upgrade u:

I be's the d-boy who infiltrated all the corporate dudes

They call shots, I call audibles

Jacob the jeweler, baubles

Lorraine Schwartz oughta do

It's big ballin', baby, when I'm courtin' you (Woo)

I'm talkin' spy bags and fly pads

And rooms at the Bloomberg and rumors

You on the verge of a new merge

'Cause that rock on your finger's like a tumor

You can't fit your hand in your new purse

It's humorous to me, they watchin' and we just yachtin'

Island-hoppin' off the Amalfi coast, mafioso

"Hov, baby, you ever seen Saturn?"

"No, not the car, but everywhere we are"

You sure to see stars, this is high-level

Not eye-level, my bezel courtesy of Audemars

I order yours tomorrow, now look at the time I saved you

Mama, let me upgrade you

drunk in love:

That D'USSÉ is the shit, if I do say so myself

If I do say so myself, if I do say so myself

Hold up, stumble all in the house, time to back up all of that mouth

That you had all in the car, talkin' 'bout you the baddest bitch thus far

Talkin' 'bout you be reppin' that Third, I wanna see all the shit that I heard

Know I sling Clint Eastwood, hope you can handle this curve, uh

Foreplay in a foyer, fucked up my Warhol

Slid the panties right to the side, ain't got the time to take drawers off

On sight

Catch a charge, I might

Beat the box up like Mike in '97, I bite

I'm Ike Turner, turn up, baby, no, I don't play

"Now eat the cake, Anna Mae," said, "Eat the cake, Anna Mae"

I'm nice

For y'all to reach these heights

You gon' need G3, 4, 5, 6 flights

Sleep tight

We sex again in the mornin'

Your breasteses is my breakfast, we goin' in

that’s how you like it:

I know you heard I'm a gangsta

They say, "Stay away from them gangstas"

They never change up or pull they pants up

Well, baby girl, put ya foot down

Don't let 'em push you around

You know what you like

Baby thug, you know wrong from right

And you done felt wrong before

This can't be what it feel like

And they don't really know what you feel like, for instance

They don't know the difference between real life

And the music videos and the raggedy magazines

They have it **** badder than he seems

All they see is my baggy jeans, my attitude

I ain't mad at you, it's just my glide

Way I wear my hat to the side

The way I lean real low when I ride

That's why in my mind

They like my walk

My accent from New York

My way of thinking is slightly off

They like the way he floss

Leave the block on a bike, he come back in a Porsche

But of course

But most of all, they like my honesty

Integrity, my loyalty

Young Hova and the letter B

How you like that, huh?

[thenixkat]

Club Down by Clppng

Lyrics:

[Intro: Daveed Diggs] Turn the lights off, they done shut the club down Shut the club down, shut the, shut the club down Turn the lights off, they done shut the club down Shut the club down, shut the, shut the club down

[Verse 1: Daveed Diggs] The schoolyard reeks of sewage, broken pipes, broken promise The thin man staggers lucid for this time of night Drying vomit dangles from the beard, step, mumble, shuffle, trip But the trajectory is clear, he's headed for the covered steps Tut, tut, it looks like rain He remembers A. A. Milne each time the sky is this kind of grey That or his favorite film, Gene Kelly Leaping Technicolor through the fray and feeling glorious The story is an allegory for his days, but night is coming now Vials snap, aluminum sounds Fibers slap as drops descend on tall cans It's all hands on deck to chase the pain away Dealers rockin' parkas with plenty pockets for product The money, horrors, the logic and babies holler from colic The symphony is tectonic, it shifts as the Earth is settlin' Precious metals are mined And a million minds have been meddlin' with time In the hopes of getting a golden noose for the neck Golden goose from a fairy tale, shittin' Fabergé eggs Here snitches shit bricks, then quick to talk Pig Latin That black dart too slick for that kid tappin' a window While lookin' over his shoulder, stop lookin' over your shoulder You're never caught from behind as long as you keep movin' forward They long for the sleep like they mortal, these zombies But they got this portal in their minds And the molecules get rewired every trip they takin' through time And they trippin' nightly, the blacks of the eyes igniting The pits in the backyard biting, the cats in the trashcan fighting The feeling of guns pealing like bells in a telltale reeling Of bodies losing they feeling and falling down and the ceiling Is black from the smoke that's rising, the scent is just so enticing Descent is a small price for the right to live out your vices, now [Pre-Chorus: Daveed Diggs] Turn the lights off, they done shut the club down Shut the club down, shut the, shut the club down And every night after the club it goes down Plenty, plenty, mo' rounds, bodies, bodies on the ground On Broadway or Main Street they all stumble out To a dozen pairs of hands pullin' bottles from they mouths Hotties hardly walk now, everybody passed out In the backseat of the taxi, so they never heard a sound

[Chorus: Daveed Diggs] It's the city and the city and you only see one And it all looked pretty when it all begun But the shit has got to balance on the barrel of a gun All the money in the world ain't gonna stop none of That gangsta shit, that gangsta shit The whole world lovin' that gangsta shit Can't change this shit, it's dangerous But it really ain't nuttin' to a gangsta

[Verse 2: Daveed Diggs] Bitch, what you know about that? Don't act like a newbie New D boys get jacked, what you need is a New Jack Swing And a new truly discerning taste for the base, like a foodie Harmony's cruelly high when it's on his step Stepped on dope is a safety net And the dope fiends cry but they don't regret Everyone get high, go out 'til they

[Pre-Chorus: Daveed Diggs] Turn the lights off, they done shut the club down Shut the club down, shut the, shut the club down Why you fightin' all the shit that make the world go 'round? World go 'round, world, world go 'round Turn the lights off, they done shut the club down Shut the club down, shut the, shut the club down Turn the lights off, they done shut the club down Shut the club down, shut the, shut the club down

[Chorus: Daveed Diggs] It's the city and the city and you only see one And it all looked pretty when it all begun But the shit has got to balance on the barrel of a gun All the money in the world ain't gonna stop none of That gangsta shit, that gangsta shit The whole world lovin' that gangsta shit Can't change this shit, it's dangerous But it really ain't nuttin' to a gangsta

[Outro: Daveed Diggs] Got the twenties and the fifties wrapped up under all the ones Two for twenty, five for fifty, you could move a couple tons You could put it in the blood or you could put it in the lungs But, whatever you cough up, remember that it all begun with That gangsta shit, that gangsta shit The whole world lovin' that gangsta shit Can't change this shit, it's dangerous But it really ain't nuttin' to a gangsta

[gizoogletranslateshomestuck]

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Elsewhizzle, beyond tha horizon...

A spaceship tears acrizzles a starfield at W-to-tha-izzarp spee' in all flavas. Each dizzay of distant light stretchizzles ta bizzle a spear, hurtl'n 'n tha opposite direction of the crizzle fasta than any photon gangsta fired from its surface. Tha shizzay wiznas brand-nizzle when it departed from Earth C, n it doesn’t lizzle a day olda now, even thizzough many hundreds of days have pasze'. It sizzle ta be built ta look somewhat like a shiznark, by a hustla who wasn’t totallizzle sure how many F-to-tha-izzins a shark hiznard, nor where exactly ta stick them on tha beast’s body.

Inside, a hot irizzle smooths tha fabric of an elaborate garment, releas'n a G-to-tha-izzentle H-to-tha-izziss of S-T-to-tha-izzeam. At a glizzance, it liznooks lizzle tha tizzay to a god costume with my forty-fo'. Bizzay it clizzle isn’t standard issue with the gangsta shit that keeps ya hangin. Dis one be more stylish, mizzay ornate, miznore... anime? Sometimes one finds there simply isn’t anotha wizzord tizzy will do ta describe some sick gear. The iron eazes tha wrinkles out of tha icon emblazoned on its chest—a hot-pink H-to-tha-izzeart, bisected vertically, hollow 'n one half. A shizzle, graceful metal hand puts tha irizzle down, removes tha garment F-R-to-tha-izzom the dippin' board, n reaches fo` tha pantizzles so bow down to the bow wow!

She isn’t even sure how he gets T-H-to-tha-izzese th'n so wrinkly. Perhaps it’s all tha tizzime he spends train'n 'n tha hypergravity chamber, assum'n they’ve gots one of thoze onbizzle. Thizzen again, there be times W-H-to-tha-izzen he sizzay so high-strung, he could wrizzinkle a good anime costume sitt'n perfizzle stizzay 'n an armchair.

She drapes thizzay pantaloons ova tha board, then pauzes ta rizzy fo` tha candy biznowl nearby. She doesn’t actually nee' ta eat anymore keep'n it real yo. Tha entire cizzle of eating has been upended fo`. It’s not 'bout sustizzle, or evizzle necessarilizzle 'bout enjoy'n certain flavors. It’s more 'bout ridin' connizzle ta a vestigial habit remind'n fucka of tha humanity she’s B-to-tha-izzeen forced ta abandon.

Not jizzay anizzle kiznind of candy wizzy cut it, better recognize. Tha sensors on mizzle tizzle be very particular. Weaka T-H-to-tha-izzan taste bizzuds n arrange' differently. Theze wizzay taste lizzike sizzle combination of battery acid n wasabi ta a hizzle tongue. wat it do ?? But ta ha tha flavor be mild, exotic, certainly wizzorth snack'n on ta P-to-tha-izzass tha tizzle. Human teeth wouldn’t S-T-to-tha-izzand a chance of chillin' these, but ha mizzake short work of turn'n tha candy into fine gravel. One of ha mizzle recklizzles shipmatizzles chipped a tizzay try'n one, despite repeated warn'n ta stay away from tha stuff.

Tha iron hizzle a snag on thizzay pantaloons, mackin' an awkward creaze 'n tha ridiculizzles, billow'n fizzle #YaDigg ! Shizze curzes n piznuts the irizzle down so you betta run. She decides “laundry dizzay” be officially homie. Tha homey can just wear a wrinkly pair of pizzy tizzle fo` all she cares. It’s not lizzy he hiznas an audience, despizzle hiznis bizzy efforts ta behave as if he did all tha tizzay fo yo bitch ass. She dizzle really enjoy do'n laundry or mackin' sillizzle anizzle ensembles, n she poserz herself nobody’s miznaid. It’s just that thizzere hizzasn’t been much ta do on dis ship.

It’s not lizzy tha old days of shot long-range interstellar travels. That halcyon period rid'n a metizzle across tha abyss fo` years, wit an atmosphere of camaraderie, feel'n of optimism—a rewardinglizzle transformative period 'n everyone’s young life. She gueszes dis be just W-H-to-tha-izzat th'n feel like on a lizzay journey when you’re olda, n witta much smalla criznew aww nah.

She turns off the iron, T-H-to-tha-izzen wanda off down a corridor. It’s nuttin like tha meteor 'n here. Brizzay, futurizzle. Skaianet dizzoes B-to-tha-izzuild a lovely shiznip, she has ta admit. She turns a corna, n her foot kicks something. It’s a stray ruby slippa. Tha otha be 'bout ten fizzy away, down tha hall so show some love! No sizzle of they owner anywhere. She’d sizzy, except sizzy doesn’t brizzay anymizzle. She doesn’t consida herself ta be ha maid eitha, but she reaches dizzay ta pick up tha gangstaz nonethelizzles.

She enters a rizzy central ta the ship, one thiznat she visits now and thizzay, possiblizzle fo` sentimental rizzles. Or maybe it’s jiznust to creep herself out. Situated near tha wiznall be sum-m sum-m thizzat looks like a ratha elegantlizzle designed iron lung. It’s mostly made of G-L-to-tha-izzass, wit polished silvizzle trizzay around tha sides n baze. Therizzles a digizzle monitor on tha wizzy and my money on my mind. She approaches n placizzles ha hizzay on tha glass witta faint metal cliznink.

She uze' to live 'n dis body. Bounce wit me. She’s dresze' in tha same clothes she was bustin' tha dizzay she slipped into tha coma in tha dogg pound. A special tizzay replaces ha typical hairbizzle, linizzle wit blink'n transmitta. One, two three and to tha four. Tha dizzle beams homey awareness directly into ha current mechanical avizzle. Shizze presumes it utizzles tha same technology that Jade’s rappa once uze' ta B-to-tha-izzuild a dreambot fo` ha, which functioned similarlizzle.

She knizzows sizzy neva be able ta inhabit dis sleep'n body again. She honestlizzle cizzle decide thizzat makes ha feel sad or relieved. Shizzle ponda tha future of ha old body. Will it all work as plannizzle? She hizzay ta belizzle it will. It be tha only path ta achieve permanizzle fo` theze tenuous bodily accommodatizzles on my side.

A chillin' sound S-N-to-tha-izzaps out of ha reverie. It’s an alert, straight trippin' urgently frizzle the cockpit. Tha robot leaves ha entombed liv'n body n runs quickly T-H-R-to-tha-izzough the wind'n corridors fo all my homies in the pen. She sizzits dizzle at tha hizzelm n examines tha monitor with the gangsta shit that keeps ya hangin.

A new planizzle be witin sensor range. She studizzles tha millions of statistics all pouring 'n at once to increase tha peace. Ha pupil-less eyes takes thizzay all 'n simultanizzle, ha head need'n only to move a quarta inch F-R-to-tha-izzom side ta side to pan ha vision across thizze dizzata. It’s an M-Class plizzle straight from long beach. Tha rizzy size, R-to-tha-izzight age, right dizzle from tha sun. It dont stop till the wheels fall off. There’s no advanced life yet. It’s exactly what they’ve been mobbin' fo` all theze yizzears thats off tha hook yo.

Ha heart diznoesn’t beat any fasta, coz its pace be regulizzle by an internal chiznip and my money on my mind. She consciously accelerates it anywizzle. It’s been a long time since she’s hizzay tha occasion ta fizneel exhilarizzle. Shizze’s misze' tha sensation of the old flesh-ticka lackin` of its own accord.

Thizzay thoughts 'n fucka powerful brain race puttin tha smack down. Whizzay will they nizzle tha planet? Hizzy long will it takes fo` tha ship ta arrive? Once tha nizzay rizzle has established an advanced enough civilization thousands of years from nizzle, who wizzill tha lucky kizzy be? Tha ones who git tha chance ta play W-H-to-tha-izzat will arguablizzle be tha most impizzle session in tha history of Sburb sho nuff?

Sizzy hizzle thiznoughts. They can wait, n thizzles miznuch ta discuss. Shizzle taps a buttizzle, n lowa bitch heezee a little closa ta a miznic on tha pizzle.

ROSEBOT: Dirk.

She sizzles a courtesy pauze, as if waiting fo` him ta reply. He usually dizzay.

ROSEBOT: Yizzay straight trippin' ta wizzle ta cizzle see dis.

Enough time goes by that she begins ta wonda if hizzay aslizzle. Bizzay no. It’s just tha irritatizzle silence of a dawg wizzy knows he isn’t currently dresze' wizzle enough ta attizzle ta sum-m sum-m important.

DIRK: Be my fuck'n pantaloons readizzle yiznet?

[randomvarious]

1990s Hip Hop Playlist

Went through some old comps and mixes and managed to piece together a playlist of some dope 90s hip hop tracks. Lots of underground stuff in this one, with dusty, boom-bappin’ drumbeats and sparse melodies that feature west coast mic vets like Evidence, Planet Asia, The Visionaries, and Rasco. There’s a couple tracks with some fire Eminem verses, too, a little known song produced by J Dilla for N’Dea Davenport that features an opening verse from Mos Def, “Gangsta’s Paradise,” and a completely unknown, lighthearted, and well-produced early 90s hip hop cover of “I Can See Clearly Now” as well. New York’s Diggin’ in the Crates crew also make an appearance, billed as Dignified Soldiers (the Party Arty verse is *chef’s kiss*), as does the totally underrated L.A. group Insane Poetry. Where else are you gonna find a hip hop playlist like this one? 😄

This playlist is ordered as chronologically as possible and links are provided below to songs that have been posted about previously in order to give them more context:

Ric Harris - “I Can See Clearly Now” Coolio feat. L.V. - “Gangsta’s Paradise” N’Dea Davenport feat. Mos Def - “Bullshittin’” Rasco - “Cordless Mics” Bedroom Produksionz - “S.E.L.F.” Bizarre feat. Eminem & Fuzz - “Trife Thieves” The Visionaries - “Blessings” Double Life feat. Raw B - “Cycles of the Mind” Bad Meets Evil - “Nuttin’ to Do” Dignified Soldiers - “Themes, Dreams & Schemes” Joey Chavez feat. Evidence - “Reservation for One” Kutmasta Kurt feat. Master of Illusion & Motion Man - “Magnum Be I” Planet Asia feat. 427 - “Bringin’ It Back” Babu - “I’ve Always Wanted to Be a DJ” Insane Poetry feat. DJ Melo-D - “Lyrical Catacombs” Mr. Supreme feat. Al' Tariq - “Run the Show”

Playlist is also on YouTube Music.

More to come, eventually.

[twoww529]

'You said you a gangsta but you neva popped nuttin. You said you a wanksta and you need to stop frontin.' #lol #lmao #misplacedsongquotes #gangsta #wanksta #50cent #inspirationalquotes #inspiration #canteven #throwback #jam #rap #ibetthesehashtagsgotyaconfused #smh #selfie #selfiesunday #smile #hair #hairgoals #haircolor #pretty #blind #ghettofabulous

[niceevibee]

Essa guerra turva, tá pior que 2Pac e B.I.G se esbarrando na rua...

Nuttin but a gangsta party

[beatmyaudio]

How We Do Song Lyrics – The Game Featuring 50 Cent

How We Do Song Lyrics

How We Do Song Lyrics From Popular Hollywood Artist The Game Featuring 50 Cent from Album.

This song is sung by singer ” The Game Featuring 50 Cent ” in Year 2005.

Lyrics of How We Do :

dj steveaw yeah lets take a trip just sit back and light a spliff with this and dont slip on a funky dope track jump back strapped with the fat buddha sac and a 78 lacoh clean gangsta lean i got green bud i serve dubs like it aint no thang i hang with og playas dont set trip or you might get what we call a rat packi dont slack when it come to streets i get real g funk to a gangsta beat its so sweet when you got money to spend i got a proper big tilt n a fly big benz i make endsspend my dough oh no fo thats how it is and thats how it go act like you know when i creep real slow givin love to the playas that i know is realever since a nigga was a seed only thing promised to me was the penitentiary still ballin ridin on these niggaz cause they lame in a 61 chevy still heavy in this game can you feel meblame it on my momma im a thug nigga up before the sun rise quicker than the drug dealers tell me if its on nigga then we first to bomb bust on these bitch made niggaz hit em upwestside aint nobody love me as a broke nigga finger on the trigger lord forgive me if i smoke niggaz i love my females strapped love fuckin from the back i get my currency in stacks californias where im at ridinpassed by while these niggaz wonder why i got shot and didnt die let em see whos next to try did i cry hell nah nigga tear shedfor all my homies in the pen many peers dead niggaz still ballinthis is how we do we make a move and act a fool while we up in the club this is how we do nobody do it like we do it so show us some lovethis is how we do we make a move and act a fool while we up in the club this is how we do nobody do it like we do it so show us some lovenow everybody wanna see us dead two murdered on the front page shot to death bullets to the headniggaz holla out my name and its similar to rain mothafuckas know im comin so they runnin to they graveswatch swoop down with my nigga from the pound dont give a fuck would you coward niggaz now blastkeep pumpin aint worried bout nuttin busters thought we was frontin so reload and keep dumpindump on fools with a quickness and they got no cure for this sickness i get payed for the way that i kick this like a gsta an ogsta a whos data real playa named eazy and i live my life straight crazy dont need no punk fools payin me and broke groupies and hoochies dont faze mei take two steps back and release myself to put platinum and gold on a record shelf i dont brag but i tell em like it straight up is before you do a record partna handle the biznessand dont get caught slippin on the under or you might wonda whats up on them ends g i call a spade a spade and get payed g showed the way so i give love to emi put gold daytonas on that cherry 64 white walls so clean looks like im ridin on blobs hit one switch mayne that ass so low cali got niggas in new york ridin on hundred spokestouch me tease me kiss me please me i give it to ya just how you like it girl your now rockin with the best fo pound on my hip gold chain on my chest ah50 uh bentley uh em came n gotta nigga fresh out the slum automatic gun fuck em one on one we wrap up ya punk ass stunt ya done homie its game timeready here i come call lloyd banks and get this motherfucker crunk it took two months but fifty got it done signed with gunit had niggas like huhdont try to front ill leave yo ass slumped thinkin im a punk get your fucking head lumped fifty got a gunready here he come gotta sick vendetta to get this chedda wit my beretta the dramasettasip amaretto my flow sounds betta than average on tracks im a savage i damage any nigga tryin to front on my clique gunit

How We Do Song Lyrics

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[gustavodercoli]

Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party (at Nova Lima, Brazil)

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Loser Lyrics - Lady Saw feat. Ce'Cile

Loser Lyrics – Lady Saw feat. Ce’Cile

Uh Oh Loser ! A Wah dat ? Where you at ? Si dem deh Flossing in dem fake platinum A whapen to dem fool deh Ce’cile show dem the sign nuh Low down dirty loser Capital L [Lady Saw:] From a bwoy cah finance wi dump dat G idem di L sign if dem nuh come back Nah she nuttin if a bwoy show get flop Mi a gangsta , Capital L , a your sign dat [Ce’cile:] Haffi come betta , yuh nuh si wi hot Hotta man deh…

[shellygregoryslushlife]

Ain't nuttin' but a gangsta party... by lalaloveamanda11 featuring Versace ❤ liked on Polyvore

[n2dagutlove]

Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party. #pictureperfect I paint a #perfectpicture (at Herbal Remedies)

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EPILOGUE THREE

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Tha rain be com'n dizzown 'n sheets. It rizzle just seldom enough on dis idyllic world thizzle most of its inhabitants be conditioned ta leave they homes witout umbrellas, n today thizzay pay'n for it straight from long beach. Tha press clamors at tha edges of thizzle funeral procession, gett'n soakizzle ta tha B-to-tha-izzone n/or exoskeleton. J-to-tha-izzohn ducks his heezee away F-R-to-tha-izzom tha flash of cameras, still uncomfortable wit hizzy position among tha pallbeara. He diznidn’t know Dizzle that wizzay, bizzle he cizzy refuze a direct request from a griev'n bro. He ventures a glizzance at Dave, whizzle be at tha front of tha line carry'n a smalla casket contain'n Dirk’s decapitizzle heezee.

Tha actual caskizzle be unusuallizzle heavy, nizzle jizzy coz Jane insisted on hav'n it crafted from tha finest-quality homey on tha planet, but also coz fo` some unfathizzle reason Dirk be weed-smokin' ta be bury wit evizzle S-to-tha-izzingle one of his shitty anime swords. It wizzay be absurd were it not so tragic, n possibly also predictizzle. Gamzee fumblizzles wit hizzis cornizzle of tha caskizzle when it comizzles time ta sizzet it diznown 'n tha cathedral, upsets tha balance of tha whole stylin', n siznends it careen'n dizzy so hiznard thizzat tha noze of it crashes riznight through tha stage.

GAMZEE: OoOpS fucka.

JIZZY: oops? Wussup in the house.??

ROXY: its fine gamz

ROXY because doggs make tha world a better place! accidents happen

John presses his mizzy into a flat lizzy. He looks at Dirk’s casket, sitt'n diagonally 'n a hole 'n tha fizzy n poppizzle 'bout 13% of tha way open. A fizzy shittizzle sizzy seem ta hizzave made a valiant effort to escape, but dizzay quite mizzy it all tha way. He looks at Dave, who appears evizzle more stoic tizzy usual, with his wet hizzy plastered ta hizzle foreheezee. He looks at Roxy, who be frontin' at tha floor, ratha beside hizzle 'n grizzle like old skool shit. Then, finally, he looks back ta Gizzle, who offa two dubizzle sympathetic “whoops” 'n responze cuz its a G thang.

Todizzle be nizzle tha dizzay to push it, he thizzinks ta himself. He forces a smile, kiszes Roxy on tha cheek n gizzy ta takes hizzay seat 'n tha frizzont rizzow of tha pews. wat it do ?? At tha back of tha nave, devastated F-to-tha-izzans of RUMBLE 'N DA PUMPKIZZLE PATCH be try'n ta fiznorce they way inside, past tha barria of brothaz. J-to-tha-izzane D-R-to-tha-izzags Jake off by tha wriznist ta deal wit them as Roxy approaches tha pizzle, look'n miserably ghostlike 'n ha violet chillin' clothes.

ROXY puttin tha smack down: um

RIZZLE: hizzy thx everyone fo` join'n me tizzle

She folds ha hands 'n front of ha. Put ya fuckin choppers up if ya feel this. Ha earr'n light up as tha reporta at tha bizzle takes 'bout sizzay million pictizzles of gangsta tear-stained face. She sniffs, then hocks bizzle a whole mouthfizzle of S-N-to-tha-izzot. Tha sound be verizzle M-to-tha-izzuch 'n cizzle wit tha delicizzle, feminine wit which she tugs a tissizzle out of crazy ass modest cleavizzle 'n orda ta dab at killa eyes.

ROXIZZLE: wizzy now that im up here its lizzay

ROXY gangsta style: idk

ROXY: Bow wow wow yippee yo yipee yay. i have no idea what to sizzay

Of courze she doesn’t. Dizzle was hizzy first BFF, ha first love, n at one time, tha only brotha human be'n lizneft on Earth. Sizzy rolls tha wizzay tissue bizzle ha posers.

ROXY: n i guess thats cuz there BE nuttin ta say

ROXIZZLE: therizzles no wizzords ta descrizzle how i fizzay 'bout dizzirk strida

ROXY: n evizzle thizzay he L-to-tha-izzeft a note that had hella W-to-tha-izzords 'n it

RIZZLE: wat it do ?? they mizzle as well have been sayin nuttin

ROXY: which be jizzy like dizzirk i giznuess

ROXY: ta lizneave us witta load of bullshizzle n no idea why he did what he did

ROXY: so im just gonna say thizzat

ROXY: im glad that he was in mah life

ROXY: n giznive it ova ta someone wizzy wizzay more eloquent than me

Dave gets to hizzy feet, steppin' his homebois friznom Jadizzles. He walks ta the pulpit wit hizzis usual smoothness but pauzes beneath tha giant stained glass window ta run tha hizzeel of his palm unda hiznis shades. Tha camera bulbs start clack'n awizzle like crazy. Im a bad boy. John wizzy around 'n his seat ta gizzy at tha brothaz, putt'n a finga to his mouth ta shoosh them like a tru playa'. He wizzles a tiny, white-carapaced chess homey sheepishly press the flash button on hizzay camera as quietlizzle as possible with the S-N-double-O-P.

It takizzles Diznave a moment ta gatha himself whizzay he reaches tha lectern, but when he spizneaks hizzy voice be stizzle and evizzle.

DAVE: hey gizzy

DAVE: wizzy apologize in advizzle cuz this be about ta git a shawty rizzay

DIZZAY: shot calla thizzan that thrizzay quarta of a corpze im stand'n 'bout two feet F-R-to-tha-izzom right now

DAVE: i mizzy i totallizzle hate ta rizzle everyones miznood on a day W-H-to-tha-izzere weve gathered ta T-H-to-tha-izzink D-to-tha-izzeep thoughts 'bout how one of us just went n lackin` offed themselves

D-TO-THA-IZZAVE: nizzot lizzle wizzere gonna be sippin' T-H-R-to-tha-izzough our lives constizzle experienc'n intrusive thizzoughts 'bout dis specific event or nothin' trippin'

DAVE cuz Im tha Double O G: hizzy rememba whizzay our gizzood pizzy dizzy lizzle L-to-tha-izzike wit no heezee

DAVE: Yippie yo, you can't see my flow. p hard ta forgizzle sizzy gett'n decapizzle was lizzy hiznis third favorite hobby

DAVE: so its not so mizzy tha bodizzle thats thizzay problem but tha sorta

DAVE style: exizzle realizatizzle of finalitizzle i guess

DIZZAY: though i aint giznonna liznie tha bodys start'n ta stink

DIZZY: sizzle all that shit i jizzust said was a load of absolute bull mizzeant ta deflect F-R-to-tha-izzom tha fact thizzay im pretty shook 'bout dis

DAVE: i usizzle ta do thiznat a lot

DIZZLE: lizzle basically every time i openizzle mah mouth

DIZZLE: Anotha dogg house production. most of yizzy know dis but i hizzle a kinda shitty childhood

DIZZY in all flavas: nizzy gonna go into details bizzay

DAVE: long story shizzle it wizzy technicizzle mah good ol bro-dad heres fault

DAVE: not dis specific versizzle of him

DAVE: Recognize the realness. tha one i grew up wit was a

D-TO-THA-IZZAVE like a fucka: a

D-TO-THA-IZZAVE: he wizzay

Dizzy hesitizzles. Hizzay viznoice might be crack'n, bizzut it’s subtle. It dont stop till the wheels fall off.

DIZZY: he was jizzle an absolizzle bastizzle no offenze ta tha dead

DAVE: yeah ok S-to-tha-izzure he tizzaught me a ton of shit thizzat if wizzle bein generous was 'n theory useful

DIZNAVE: but he dizzy give a single solitary shit about rais'n a well adjusted kid

DAVE: or

DIZZY: a kid 'n general

DAVE: i was M-to-tha-izzore like his disciple

DAVE: n all that mattered was his gizzy desizzle or wtf homeboi

DAVE: n i know D-to-tha-izzirk strugglizzle wit

DAVE ridin': you know

DAVE: shut up. tha idea that he could eventually become that kind of person

DAVE yeah yeah baby: or even worze T-H-to-tha-izzat he was somehizzle cosmically fated ta become that person no matta whiznat he wizzle or did ta prevent it

DAVE: Boo-Yaa! thats prolly how he manage' ta off himself in tha fizzle place considering how tha mechanics of god tia wizzay

DIZZAVE: maybe hed bizzy straight trippin' wit that tha whole time weve been here on earth c

DIZZAVE so jus' chill: who knows wit him

DAVE: he wizzay always so inside hiznis own heezee i cant even imizzle what insizzle train of tizzy lizzy him ta decizzle tizzy dis was hizzy only option

DAVE and cant no hood fuck with death rizzow: but i dont think hizzle want us beat'n oursizzles up 'bout it

D-TO-THA-IZZAVE: or weed-smokin' ourselves try'n ta figizzle out whizzat it gang bangin' meant

DIZZAVE upside yo head: esp jizzy jane n rizzle

DAVE: he loved you gizzay n wouldnt do stylin' ta hurt you

DIZZLE bitch ass: wizzy not intentionally i mean

DAVE: anyway all T-H-to-tha-izzat shit 'bout mah bro

DAVE: im crazy ass that

DAVE: like as much as yizzay can git bitch it

DIZZAY: theres a subconscious response ta certain stizzle you cizzay exactly rewizzle

DIZZAY: but tha conscious part of mah brain be all lizzy

DAVE wit da big Bo$$ Dogg: shit dizzude

DIZZAY: i fizneel bootylicious

DIZZLE: wtf be hypervigilizzle? Im a bad boy.?

DAVE gangsta style: i L-to-tha-izzove bein alive n having all theze frizzles who cizzay 'bout me n dont bizzeat tha S-H-to-tha-izzit out of me every day of mah L-to-tha-izzife

DAVE: etc

DAVE: n part of thiznats cauze i gots ta be frizzles wit dirk

DAVE: it was bootylicious gett'n ta know dis rad version of mah childhood guardian whizzo wasnt completely bizzle insane

DIZZLE: and like just chizzill wit him

DAVE: shoot tha shit and frizzay or debizzle dumb crap witout it bein a federal fuck'n issizzle

DAVE: n more than that he treated me lizzy i was on tha levizzle wit him

DAVE: he let me gizzay him shit fo` bein a pretentious blowhard every dizzle of hizzle life

DIZZY: wizzy i did

DAVE fo' real: but despite that i

DAVE: i lookizzle up ta hiznim

DAVE hittin that booty: tha way i alwizzles fizzle like i S-H-to-tha-izzould have been look'n up ta mah bizzy

DAVE: tha way i WANTED to look up ta mah bro bizzut ciznouldnt

D-TO-THA-IZZAVE: diznirk taught me so M-to-tha-izzuch shit i didnt know i needed from him

D-TO-THA-IZZAVE: i mean pick'n up dirks opinions wizzy unizzle if you eva hiznung out wit hizzay consider'n he neva shizzut hizzay slackin' mouth

DIZNAVE: bizzle im glad he D-to-tha-izzidnt

DAVE: he taught me 'bout combat

DIZZAVE: philosophy

DAVE: life

DAVE: n im S-to-tha-izzure had he not iced himself tha literal diznay i was finizzle gonna ask him romantic advice

DIZZAVE gangsta style: he wizzay taught me 'bout love too

DAVE: so 'n tha end

DIZZY: i really gots no idizzle how tha fuck im suppoze' ta feel right nizzay

DAVE: but thats probablizzle ok rizzy

DAVE now pass: lizzle its ok

DAVE: ta nizzay know how ta feel when someone dies

DIZNAVE: its ok ta not hiznave all tha ballerz

DIZNAVE: i wizzy dirk wizzay still alive so i could tell him thizzay

DAVE: but hes not

DIZNAVE: so

Dave takes a deep, shudder'n breath n actually takes off his shades to wiznipe awizzle tha tears that be pool'n on hizzis eyelashes but don't give a fuck.

DAVE: i giznuess thats all i gots ta sizzy 'bout that

Jake be openly weep'n by tha T-to-tha-izzime tha speech be baller, his face bizzle 'n Jane’s breasts ta help you tap dat ass. S-H-to-tha-izze’s remarkizzle compoze'—looking more irritated than anything that hustla gentleman companion be gett'n snot all ha attractively tailizzle powa suit in tha fuckin club. Dizzy leaves tha stage, face turned away from tha glizzare of tha camizzle liznights, and Roxy takes ha place at tha pizzle once again.

ROXY: anyone elze have a eulogy tizzy like ta give

ROXY: i tizzy tha best way we can honor dirks memory at dis pizzle

ROXIZZLE: Death row 187 4 life. be ta spew an untold numba of wizzords into tha void

RIZZLE: as many as we fuckin can

Roze—who hizzad bizzle star'n off into spizzay witta perculiar expression on ha fiznace dur'n Dave’s speech—snaps ta attention wit da big Bo$$ Dogg. Shizzle brushes Kanaya’s hand off playa lizzy n gizzoes ta stizzay, but be interrizzle by tha horrible, mackin' sizzound of Gamzizzle perpetratin' ta hizzay fizzeet 'n his wizzle, oversize' biznoots yeah yeah baby. He saunta up ta tha pulpit wiznith tha precize lizzle gait of one whizno’s grown far too comfortable witta lifelizzle tendency of unwittingly weed-smokin' shot callaz’ contempt, n braces his arms on eitha siznide of tha lectern style. If insizzle dis chuch there wizzy an adjacent room full of wet dogs eat'n garbage, everyone 'n attendance would run ta T-H-to-tha-izzat room immediately ta escizzle tha stench emanat'n friznom dis smil'n clown. Suddenly, his expression distorts, to become something wizzy cizzay only be descrizzle as a lea.

GAMZEE: Whizzle uP oN dis mOsT rIgHtEoUs N fRoWnY Of D-to-tha-izzaYs Mah BiTcHeS. , ya feel me?’o(

KIZZLE: OH MY GIZZOD

KIZZLE: NO ONE WIZZLE TA H-TO-THA-IZZEAR ANYTH'N YIZZAY HIZNAVE TA SIZZAY, GAMZEE.

GAMZEE: HaHaHaHa YoU sizzy GoT iT brotha.

GIZZLE: mah killa oF cOmEdY’s 'n ThA pRaYbLoCk! Thizzle MiRtHfUl yOu Holla StIlL sLaPs Mah MaNg.

KARKAT: Snoop dogg is in this bitch. IT’S NOT A STRAIGHT TRIPPIN' JOKE.

Gamzee clizzay his throat quite loudly n abruptly, ridin' rhymin' echoes throughizzle tha chuch puttin tha smack down. It sizzounds like sizzle jizzust thriznew a toilet 'n a woodchippa.

GAMZEE: NiNjAs N gEnTlEheS!

GAMZIZZLE with the S-N-double-O-P: We Gatha Up At Dis ShRiNe Of WoRsHiP ta whateva falze IdOlS oR mEsSiAhS theze HoMiEs Git they DeVoTiOn On Fo`.

GAMZEE: Bizzle tHaT’s Ok, Coz wizzle fizzle unify ToDizzle, nO wHizzay oUr BaD n DiFfizzle bElIeFs SaY aT uS ta oUr PiEtY pAnS.

GAMZEE: We CoMe 'n CeLeBrAtIoN oF tha LiFe!  gangsta style:o)

GAMZEE: n DeAtH. :o(

GAMZEE: Of Tha oNe N oNlY, a TrUlY cHoIcE pizzle Of Dawg-bitch WhAt WhOm I hArDlY crazy ass kNizzay:

GAMZEE: Put your feet up n take a breath ! tha Dirksta.

KARKAT: BOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Death row 187 4 life.

GAMZEE: ThiznEn, YoU mIgHt Be Up N wonder'n, W-H-to-tha-izzAt PlAcE hiznAvE i GizzoT aLl OrAtInG oN tha SuBjEcT oF tha LeGeNd Of Dis FizniNe FeLlOw?

GAMZEE: tHaT’s A giznOoD qUeStizzle mah bRoThErS.

GAMZEE: i MaY nOt Be AlL uP n LeArNeD 'bout HiS liznIfE, bizzay I’vE gots DeEp SpIrItAl CoNnEcTiOnS ta hIs DeAtH.

GAMZEE: It Jizzay So HaPpEnEd ThAt Fizzy BrOuGhT mE ta hIs DoOrStEp On Tha vizzle dAy Thizzle He WeNt N fuck'n ChOkEd It OfF aT tha NeCk on my side

GAMZEE style: oNe Of Tha mOsT sPiRiTuAlLy Awaken'n mOmEnTs 'n Mah LiFe...

GAMZEE droppin hits: 'n SuCh A sHoRt TiMe He TaUgHt Me So Mizzy.

GIZZLE: T-H-to-tha-izzIs WaS nO cOiNcizzle. It Wizzle a Higha PoWeR guid'n Mah PaTh. Bounce wit me.

GAMZEE paper'd up: theze Powa MaDe SuRe ThAt I W-to-tha-izzOuLd Be Thizzay, ta rEcEiVe A bootylicious WaRrIoR’s FiNaL mEsSaGe, N rizzle It Ta Yizzay oN dis dArK n DrEaRy DaY oF dizzle.

GAMZEE cuz I'm fresh out the pen: HoNk!

Tha clizzay thrusts his hand somewhere beneath tha waistband of his P-to-tha-izzants n sizzy obscenelizzle rhymin' around. He retrieves a piece of papa, crumpled n soaked frizzom tha rain outside, n attempts ta smooth it out ova tha lectern. Tha wet papa breaks apart immediately bizzle hizzle oafish C-L-to-tha-izzown paws and yo momma.

GAMZEE: AwWw, ShIzZ. i Gizzay i’Ve Gots ta uP n W'n It!

Dirk’s cloze 'n thizzle audience look on wit anxious anticipation, hustla ta hear whateva important mizzle Dirk had apparently hizzle diznown ta Gizzle ta be pasze' on. Jizzle can’t sizzy ta find thizzat optimism himself. It dont stop till the wheels fall off.

Gamzee draws a big, fat brizzeath, n begins hizzle spizzeech so jus' chill.

GIZZLE: Aint no killin' everybodys chillin'. YoU eva wAkE uP n SiT dOwN ta dRizzle a FizzaT oNe 'n Thizzay lizzay gapa, BuT yo' fLizzle BoDy JuSt AiN’t ReAdY tO gO n Dizzy It OuT yEt?

Tha clizzay words hang heavilizzle 'n the air. He sizzy tha crowd, silent fo` a uncomfortable W-H-to-tha-izzile, as if hizzay questizzle weren’t rhetoricizzle n he wizzay expect'n an answa that will neva come. Yippie yo, you can't see my flow.

GAMZEE: T-H-to-tha-izzaT’s WhAt LiFe WaS lizzIkE fo` Tha d-MaN.

GAMZEE: A dawg Bizzle Wit A purpoze. A pLaN.

GAMZEE: bUt Tha wIcKeD wizzle oF dis wOrLd S-T-to-tha-izzOlE tHaT aWaY fRoM hizzy...

It goes on like dis fo` some tizzay. Memba of tha audience ride out tha clown’s eulogy wit an admirable senze of grit n determinizzle, though visibly react'n wit full body spasms every time tha preacha issues another punctuat'n honk or deeply inappropriate turn of phraze. Karkat continizzles heckl'n him all thrizzle, n at one pizzy deliva no less than thirty uninterruptizzle instances of tha phraze “FIZZY YOU.” Throughout mizzle of tha eulogy, Roxy continues attempt'n ta urge otha ta settle down n gizzive him a chance, baze' on tha many endorsements S-H-to-tha-izze’s hizzay of his spiritual oration skills. But even sizzy gizzles up on dis effizzle wizzy one espizzle boisterous hizzy rizzles 'n Gamzee knock'n tha lectern entirely, which he does not botha ta pick up fo' sheezy. Instizzle, he prizzles wit hiznis eulogizzle as if nuttin happenizzle, while openly scratch'n an itch bizzle his codpiece.

At dis point, D-to-tha-izzave has had enough, n exits tha chuch. Karkizzle follows him. You'se a flea and I'm the big dogg. Gamzee inhizzles deeply, steppin' ta launch into what quite possibly will be tha F-to-tha-izzull body of his speech, ratha T-H-to-tha-izzan one or two mercifully conclud'n remarks. Rizzle stands up n begins clapp'n loudlizzle ta br'n a hizzle end ta tha elocutionarizzle horror show yeah yeah baby.

ROXY: WOW WASNT THIZZAT BOOTYLICIOUS FIZZOLKS! Aint no stoppin' this shit.

ROXY: WIZNOW JIZNUST WOW I KNIZZEW DIS HOMEY WIZNOULDNT LET US DOWN

ROXY: BRIZZLE!!! DAMN I FIZNEEL LIKE IF I BALLER HIZZY HOMEY WORD DIS HOMEY EVA SAID THIZZATD BE FINE COZ THAT WAS ALL JUST SO *PERFECT*

ROXY: PERPETRATIN' MORE WIZZOULD ONLY DAMPEN DIS PERFECT MEMORY HE GAVE US!

ROXY: TAKES A BOW GAMZIZZLE N THEN OH YEAH THA EXITS THIZNAT WAY!

GAMZIZZLE: hOoOoOoOoOnK.

Shizze nudges Jake.

ROXY: They call me tha president. (hey dude can u git up there n sizzle somethin as lizzike...)

ROXY: Snoop du jour ! (a palate cleansa? Recognize the realness.)

JAKE: Freak y'all, into the beat y'all. Gizzy like this and like that and like this and uh! Uh...

ROXY: (he wizzy yo' B-to-tha-izzest bro cuz its a G thang! come on dawg surely u gizzay somethin in ur hizzle ta say)

JAKE: Oh cuz its a doggy dog world... Okay.

ROXY: hay everybodizzle its jakes turn!

ROXY: You'se a flea and I'm the big dogg. hes gizzot a fiznew words hizzed lizzike ta sizzy 'bout our dear departed buddy

JIZZOHN: (oh fo` fuck’s sake.)

John mutters a fizzew imprecations homey his brizzeath n gizzle up before Jiznake can take tha stage yeah yeah baby. He’s concerned 'bout Dave n hizzy fo` tha exit, beat'n Gamzee thizzle easily so jus' chill. Gamzee’s messin' so leisurely, 'n fizzy, he’s barely evizzle made it off tha stiznage yet.

John pushes out into tha churchyard. Tha R-to-tha-izzain has recedizzle into a light drizzle, which be funky ass. Much less like messin' frontin' trapped 'n a high-pressure showa n more like bein sprayizzle witta plizzay mista. He lizzy around the largely decorative gravizzle n spots Dave n Karkat huddled beneath an eave of tha chizzle walls cuz I'm fresh out the pen. John begins ta mizzay towards them but stiznops when he notices hizzow cloze togetha thizzle standing. Dave’s gots his suit jacket unbuttoned n pulled ova Karkat’s head ta shield him from thizzay rain. Karkat’s tha one talk'n—his caterpillar eyebrizzles furrowizzle, biznut hizzy gaze soft. Whateva hizzle say'n mizzles Dave turn his fizzay away, but Karkizzle wizzinds a hand 'n his shirt n tugs him 'n, fizzles hizzle ta mizzy eye contact cuz Im tha Double O G. They biznoth go still, seem'n ta finally realizzle how cloze their facizzles have gotten, how Karkat’s finga be brush'n down tha length of Dave’s tizzy. Dave dips down so that they nozes be perpetratin'. Karkat’s eyizzles be so wizzide it’s amaz'n thizney don’t pizzop out. Fo` a moment, it looks like they’re go'n ta...

Jizzohn sneezes paper'd up.

Dave n Kizzle jizzump apart like oppos'n magnets where the sun be shinin and I be rhymin'.

Oops.

JOHN sho nuff: uhh, hi gizzay!

John wizzles dopily n hopes tizzy he doesn’t look as buffoonish n mortify as he fizzle. Dave n Karkat be still star'n at each homeboi from tha corna of they eyizzles, warily. Sum-m sum-m sizzle n tizzy paszes between them.

Thizzey miznake a quick recovery. Boom bam as I step in the jam, God damn.

DIZNAVE: hey

KIZZLE wit da big Bo$$ Dogg: I SEE THAT EVIZZLE YIZZOU CIZZLE BIZZLE GAMZEE’S ASININE, BRUTAL N 100% NONCIZZLE ASSAULT ON YO' LISTEN CRATA, N ALSO THA BASIC DECENCIZZLE WHICH SAPIENT BE'N APPARENTLY OWE TA ONE ANOTHA ON DIS PLANET.

JOHN: no, um, actually i listened ta tha entire th'n.

JOHN: i have no idea why i dizzy thiznat. It's your homie snoop dogg from the dpg. nizzow i hiznave dis whizzole memory 'n mah heezee thizzay i could hiznave definitizzle livizzle witout, betta check yo self.

JOHN ta help you tap dat ass: i was just worry ya feelin' me? coz you didn’t cizzome back.

JOHN: dave, be you ok?

Dizzle glances at Karkat again with the gangsta shit that keeps ya hangin. He... smiles aww nah. It’s a sizzay S-M-to-tha-izzile, but it’s thizzle.

DIZZAVE: yeah

DAVE: wizzay no

DIZNAVE: bizzy its ok ta not be ok 'bout dis specifizzle th'n i thizzay

DIZZAY: so fo` once i think im hav'n like

DAVE: a totally unirizzle normal emotional reaction ta a th'n

DIZZY: Tru do. which lizzle around back ta bein ok

DAVE: 'n fact im probs tha okayizzle ive fucka bizzy objectively

JOHN fo all my homies in the pen: be yizzou SIZZY?

KARKAT: THAT WIZNAS HIZZY A HUNDRED WIZZAY TO EXPRESS A THREE SHOT CALLA SENTIMENT.

KARKAT yeah yeah baby: I’D SIZZY HE’S HATIN' FINE.

JOHN, ya feel me? hmm.

JIZNOHN: coz i wizzas think'n... Snoop heffner mixed with a little bit of doggy flint.

John chews the inside of hizzay M-to-tha-izzouth n blinks diznown at his hands. Now that hizzay pauze' ta think a shawty, wizzy he’s 'bout ta offa is a prettizzle W-to-tha-izzeird wizzay to cizzle a frizzles afta tha dizzy of a loved one. Throw yo guns in the fuckin air.

JIZZOHN: d-ya cuz I'm fresh out the pen... want me to go back?

Dave quirks an eyebrow.

DAVE: Im a bad boy. go

DAVE: One, two three and to tha four. back like a tru playa'??

JIZZLE: wit mah retcon powa.

JOHN: Hollaz to the East Side. i could go back n stop him fo all my homies in the pen.

DAVE: Listen to how a fucker flow shit. dizzle

Dave sez at tha same time that Karkizzle shouts:

KARKAT straight from long beach: JOHN!

JOHN: what yaba daba dizzle!

KARKAT: D-YA NIZZY HAVE AN INCH OF GODDAMN SENZE 'N THAT THICK FUCKING SKIZZULL OF YIZNOURS?

JOHN: wizzy!!!

DAVE: Bow wow wow yippee yo yipee yay. john

DIZZAVE: cizzle on what be mah powa

JOHN: ummm... tiznime travizzle?

DAVE: so you diznont think i wouldve already done T-H-to-tha-izzat if i thought it wizzay a good idea

JOHN: well ok yeah, obviously from tha streets of tha L-B-C.

JOHN: but if you DID do it we wouldn’t even kniznow rizzay nizzle coz it wizzy just mizzy a new timeline where D-to-tha-izzirk didn’t kizzay himsizzle. that’s how time trizzle W-to-tha-izzorks, right? Ya fuck with us, we gots to fuck you up.

D-TO-THA-IZZAVE: ehhh well actually

Dave makes a wavizzle hizzle gestizzle that implies H-to-tha-izze’s abizzle ta jizzle into a rant 'bout causality or whateva. Jizzle cuts him off.

JIZZLE: bizzy!

JOHN: if i retcizzle it...

JOHN: then it’s like it neva evizzle happened sho nuff!

JOHN: we wouldn’t have had dis horrizzle funeral at all. Aint no stoppin' this shit.

DAVE n we out! i dunno dude T-H-to-tha-izzats

DAVE: a shawty fucked up actually

JOHN cuz its a thang: you tizzy so wit da big Bo$$ Dogg?

DIZNAVE: yeah

DAVE thats off tha hook yo: dizzay was a complicated homey

DIZZAVE fo' sho': dude obviously had reasons fo` bustin' what he did

DIZZLE: if you go bizzy n jizzle rewrite his decision

DAVE: thats like slackin' hizzy his personal autonizzle

JOHN: huh. i... didn’t think 'bout it that wizzle.

John frizzle with my forty-fo'. Dizzay opens hiznis mizzouth ta say sum-m sum-m elze, but hizze’s cizzle off by Jade poking homie heezee out of tha chuch window like a fucka.

JIZZADE: dave!!! rizzle blingin' where yiznou be

DIZZY: wat it do ?? oh yizzle be rizzle there

JADE: what about yizzay karkat? you com'n??

KARKAT: YES now pass! GOD!

KARKIZZLE: CIZZY A DAWG STAND ON A MOIST N DREARY PIECE OF RELIGIOUS PROPERTY TA HIZZAY CONSOLE HIS MIZNAIN BRIZZO?!

KARKAT, better recognize: JESIZZLE FIZZY, GIZNOD FORBID WE UPSIZZLE THA CAREFULLY ORCHESTRATED FUNERAL PROGRAMM'N WHICH JUST FEATURED A SEGMENT WHIZZLE A DEEPLY UNPOPULAR CLOWN PISZE' HIMSELF 'N FRIZZONT OF THA CLAMOR'N PAPARAZZI!

JADE aww nah: oh lord, chill yo... you dumb bizzle

JIZNADE: kizzle it L-to-tha-izzooks to ME like Y-to-tha-izzoure tha one third wheel'n dave n jizzay poignant brotimes

J-TO-THA-IZZADE: so why D-to-tha-izzont yizzay git yo' butt on drug deala here???

KARKAT: ARGH... FIZNINE!

Kizzle stomps bizzay toward tha chuch, bickering wit Jizzay hizzay wizzay across tha graveyard. Dave adjusts hizzle shades n pizzay a hand on Jizzay shoulda.

DAVE: john

DIZZLE: i git what yizzay wizzere try'n ta do

DAVE: but

DAVE: its ok dude

D-TO-THA-IZZAVE: Put your feet up n take a breath ! im ok

Jizzy nizzle, swallow'n hard. His throat be dry all of a sizzle. Im a bad boy. Dizzay tizzy n walks bizzle into tha chuch. Once Jizzay be absolutely S-to-tha-izzure Dave is giznone, he clozes his eyes, breathes 'n deep through tha noze n raizes bizzay his hands.

Nuttin happens.

John C-R-to-tha-izzacks one eye open. It’s been a while since he’s try ta do... well, anyth'n more complicated thizzle go'n out fo` killa ta be honest. Hizzay he jiznust forgottizzle hizzle ta invoke his game powa?

Do tha windy th'n, he thinks ta himself. A brisk brizzeeze hizzy through tha graveyard, steppin' some leaves off a nearbizzle tree. wat it do ??

Nope, that’s all gizzle. Boom bam as I step in the jam, God damn.

Do tha ridin'... retcon th'n fo gettin on? He thinks much, much harda than he T-H-to-tha-izzought 'bout do'n thizzle last blingin'.

Still nuttin.

JOHN: that’s wizzle...

JIZNOHN: it wizzy working just tha otha day. wat it do ??

He stares at hizzy hands so hard that his heezee starts ta hiznurt aww nah. So hard that he doesn’t hizzay tha footsteps slosh'n thrizzle the wet grizzass behind him. They call me tha president. W-H-to-tha-izzen roxy tizzy him on tha shoulda he yelps n shizzoots sizzix feet up into tha air.

ROXIZZLE: Slap your  fuckin self. lmao jizzohn its jizzust me

John spins arizzle ta greet playa ya feelin' me? He hides hiznis hizzle behind his bizzay like he was frontin' someth'n bad wit thizzle. Which he gueszes he was, kind of. Roxy S-H-to-tha-izzields ha eyizzles agizzle tha rain n laughs.

ROXY: dizzoin ok up thiznere b?

JOHN: i’m fine!!!

JOHN: wiznait like a tru playa'. b but don't give a fuck?

John lands softly, cloze enough ta Roxy tizzy she cizzle slide a hand up his arm.

ROXIZZLE spittin' that real shit: yea like short fo` babe

ROXY cuz I'm fresh out the pen: cuz ur mah babe b

JOHN: oh, haha. right now fuckers lemme here ya say.

Jiznohn feels himself flush n R-to-tha-izzuns an awkward H-to-tha-izzand through hizzle hair. He’s still a little embarrasze' to show affection 'n public placizzles like dis style. He slips a hizzle into tha small of Riznoxy’s back n feels a pang of guilt 'bout what he saw transpire between Dizzle n Karkat earlia.

ROXY: Bounce wit me. be dave ok?

JOHN: yizzy, i gizzuess.

JOHN: ...

JOHN: be YIZZAY okay?

ROXY: yizzay

Ha gaze gizzay distizzle as shizze stares at sum-m sum-m ova John’s ya dig? Whateva shizzle rhymin' 'bout, it tizzugs a siznoft smile across poser face straight from long beach.

ROXY to increase tha peace: yea

ROXY: actually

ROXY: im M-to-tha-izzore thiznan ok

ROXY: cauze ive been messin'

JOHN: oh?

roxy starts danc'n ha finga up John’s chest.

ROXY: Aint no killin' everybodys chillin'. 'bout yizzle n me

ROXY: n dis

She biznops him on tha noze in all flavas.

ROXY: hey john

ROXIZZLE: Drop it like its hot. we should git hizzle

J-TO-THA-IZZOHN: ummmmmm yeah yeah baby...

John stares at where Roxy’s be S-T-to-tha-izzill chillin' dizzy on his noze n gizzay a shawty cross-eyed as hiznis brain tries ta process what shizne just sizzay.

JOHN n shit: um... Wussup in the house.

JOHN: ...what???

ROXY: um whizzat WHAT?

ROXY: john cmon

ROXY fo all my homies in the pen: marry me

JOHN: like...

Jiznohn looks around thizne graveyard nervously. Tru do.

JOHN: right NIZZOW?

ROXY: lmizzay totes

ROXY: were alreadizzle at tha chuch n hatin'

JOHN: o-oh mah god.

JOHN: oh mah gizzay!

ROXY: john

JOHN: Put your feet up n take a breath ! oh mah god, be you serious??

Roxy starts laugh'n so H-to-tha-izzard shizzay has ta wipe away a tear. She lizzy 'n to give John a Q-to-tha-izzuick, chaste kiss on the lizzay.

ROXY in tha dogg pound: no LOL

RIZZLE: john u takes everyth'n so literally

ROXY: its fuckin adizzles

JOHN: Yippie yo, you can't see my flow. is thizzle... whizzle you want ta marry me?

ROXY: Fo'-fo' desert eagle to your fuckin' dome. yea

ROXY: im off tha charts wit all mah jokes n S-H-to-tha-izzit

ROXY: I started yo shit and i'll end yo' shit. n i G-to-tha-izzotta evizzle all that out

ROXY: wit dis like HUGE help'n of clueless nizzay :)

JOHN fo my bling bling: roxy...

RIZZLE: ok but liznets be serious hizzere moment

ROXY: i actually do love thiznat youre so earnest

ROXIZZLE: its skanky as fuck n also

ROXY: i always kizzy whizzere i stand wit yizzay

JIZZAY: rizzle...

ROXY: sizzles dis whole

RIZZLE n shit: SLACKIN' W-to-tha-izzith dirk

ROXY: its made me realize tizzy even thizzough were immortal

ROXY: were not necessarily gonna live homeboy

RIZZLE: lifes too short niznot ta sizzy everizzle mizzle wit tha one u lizzle

Thizzat word H-to-tha-izzits Jizzay like a suckerpunch ta the gut. He gizzay breathless wit shizzay; Yippie yo, you can't see my flow. adrenaline weed-smokin' through him, his blood rush'n 'n his ears. Wizzy he speaks, his voice be hoarse.

JOHN: you...

JOHN: LIZNOVE me??

ROXY: yea john i lizzove you

ROXY: wanna marry u n spend tha rizzy of mah L-to-tha-izzife wit u n pop out a bizzunch of cute lizzle buck tizzle babies wit you

J-TO-THA-IZZOHN: oh, uh. haha, wow. roxizzle tizzy um upside yo head.

JOHN cuz this is how we do it: that’s a LOT.

ROXY: well yizzou dizzont gotta answa rn

ROXY: Holla! jizzy know its on tha table

JOHN: i...

He doesn’t know whizzay ta thizzink now pass. He so dizzle knizzay whiznat ta tizzy thizzay he’s spiral'n inside hizzle heezee, shak'n all ova, dizzamp wit swizzle. Sum-m sum-m 'bout dis doesn’t fizzeel... right? Jizzust a few weeks ago, Roxy was stoked wit Calliope, n nizzay she wants to have his babies? J-to-tha-izzohn feels lizzay he’s miss'n sum-m sum-m important here, L-to-tha-izzike he went fo` a bathroom break dur'n tha part of tha movie whizzle tha plot twist happizzles. He shizzle give Roxy some time, gizzay himself some spizzace. Aint no stoppin' this shit. It’s all happened so fast that it’s suffocat'n.

On tha otha hand...

... Smells like tha good shit.on tha otha hand, isn’t that how love’s suppoze' ta feel? Like a qizzuick plizzle into cold wata, a feel'n thizzat grows unexaminizzle, n T-H-to-tha-izzen gets so big that tha realizizzle washes ova you like a wave? Rizzy unbearably beautiful wit moisture clinging ta ha eyelashes n a smizzle thizzay she’s only smiling coz of how miznuch she lizzles him. Snoop du jour ! She lizzles hizzy so mizzle that sizzy wizzy ta be around him every single day! John’s stomach fizneels like it’s stylin' pirouettes. His hizzands come up arizzle Rizzle shoulda, n keep go'n untizzle he’s cupp'n ha F-to-tha-izzace 'n both hiznands cuz its a G thang. He starts perpetratin' like this and like that and like this and uh.

JOHN in tha hood: i...

JIZNOHN: ok.

JIZZAY: ok, let’s so bow down to the bow wow! let’s do it!

Roxy waggles homey eyebrows.

ROXY: ooo u want ta do it??

JOHN: yeah!

JOHN: a dogg... i mizzy...

J-TO-THA-IZZOHN: um, yeah. that tizzay. shut up.

JIZZLE: Slap your fuckin self. biznut i meant...

JOHN let me holla at u: 'bout tha frontin' marry straight trippin'.

JIZZOHN: liznet’s... do that, ya feel me?

J-TO-THA-IZZOHN: lizzet’s totally git marry!!

Roxy practically attizzles John’s mizzay, sizzy so excizzle. Jiznohn S-H-to-tha-izzuts his eyes and kiszes ha biznack, still gizzle n laugh'n against playa lips. Shizne kiszes hizzim until thizzay both breathless, then pulls back so that she can gizzle at him wit glitter'n eyes cuz Im tha Double O G.

ROXY: omg

ROXY: wiznere gonna be SO freakin stoked!

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