NOTE: Someone told me to post this in the asylum, after i posted this in the OOT...dont shoot me
I spend alot of time on this, and it isnt compleat and the rhyme scheam isnt perfect yet, but enjoy anyway.
2004, by Matt Gualdarrama
Bombs are flying.
People are dying.
Kerry is crying.
Politicians are lying
Children are starving.
Inside our own home
Anna Nicole smith is draining
Fat into her knockers,
Carrying Trim spa
Drinking Crisco.
Children are killing
Thanks to GTA
There are no more halos,
Just HALO 2.
Clay is rich
Rubin’s a *****
He cheated and now he got what he deserved.
But don’t forget the election,
Rigged by a guy with an erection.
Bush is being abounded
Peterson is being executed.
Strange alliances are forming,
Like Rappers punk rockers, and Asians.
Averill thinks she tough,
But lets get something straight
Just because you were doesn’t mean you get flamed with hate.
We came in third
That’s a burn,
Olympics ended in a wham,
Screaming viva la bam.
Ashton left us,
Or maybe he’s punking
Either way he still thinks he is a hot stud.
Saddam is ours,
The Chinese gave us SARS
If only we can capture Bin Laidin
Osama is still in his cave,
While raping his 50 something goats.
I will have more by the time the year is over.