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- >Be Zecora
- >Get out of school and see a group of people huddling around a truck with a boy standing in the trunk
- >It's that hipster faggot with the fedora
- >He's reciting poetry or some sh*t
- >Only three lines long and doesn't even rhyme
- >Or make sense
- >People all around him applaud
- >"Thank you!" he says, taking a bow
- "Nigga, that was gay."
- >Suddenly, everyone turns around and looks straight at you
- >The kid with the fedora chuckles
- >"It's obvious from your homophobic comments that you're not intellectual enough to understand the art of haikus."
- "More like the art of you being a faggot."
- >"Oh, you wanna mix words with me? Let's see you recite poetry then."
- >You give him an unenthusiastic stare for a few seconds before dropping your backpack and joining him in the back of the truck
- "Nigga, you're a hipster who ain't got any balls.
- Bout to blow you out faster than Obama's race walls.
- Even Twilight Sparkle learns her lessons from me.
- You learn gay philosophy from your RPG's.
- This muh fugga's playin' me. He don't know who I am.
- I'm a f*ckin witch doctor straight from Simba's home land.
- You try to preach your fashion senses, but you wear a fedora.
- I'm bringin back them dank rags straight from Legend of Korra.
- Hayl yeah! That's right, son!
- You try n talk a lot of sh*t, but you ain't got any guns.
- You wanna try to fight a nigga who lives deep in the hood?
- I'll pop a motha f*ckin cap and f*ckin shut you up for good.
- You don't know what I've done. You don't know what I've seen.
- Try facin gangs up in the ghetto where there's blood on the streets.
- I've cut up nigs who double-crossed me like you slaughter a cow.
- I'm the motha f*ckin deal. So tell me, where's your God now?"
- To be continued? Maybe?
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