Ayo can we get Lil B the fuck outta here now son?

Ayo this Raspberry Tone aka the Womb Slayer. Ya boy jus wanna get a few things off his chest b. First off contrary to yalls popular beliefs n shit...I aint no hater son. I dont hate niggas like that g. I might got opinions n shit I wanna share wit yalls but other than that its all love son. If one my niggas is doin some wack shit n talkin reckless n I smack the nigga n tell him he gon get thrown off a buildin if he dont straighten his shit out...I aint doin that outta hate son. Thats tough love my nigga. If one my little niggas is wildin out n embarrassin the god n I put em in they place n stomp em out on the sidewalk it aint like I hate that little nigga. It aint like Imma end they lives like forreal forreal g. Word is bond you gotta look at the bigger picture at the end of the day tho son. Imma be a shepherd for my flocks n shit b. But sometimes you gotta sacrifice one sheep to save the flock namsayin. So if the wolves is comin after ya flock who you gon sacrifice son? The good sheeps wit the full coats of wools or the wack sheep wit 3 legs n the bald patches n shit? You gon throw Pusha T or Fabolous to the wolves or you gon say "oh wait here take this nigga Lil B" namsayin? Or "here take this nigga Wiz Khalifa....nahmean yalls already took OJ Da Juiceman n shit...this nigga wack like him" n shit? Nahmean son? Cos at the end of the day this pie is only so big son. You got niggas like Lil B takin a big piece of the pie n shit rite now n there aint no pie left for niggas wit actual talent n shit son. You takin away from niggas who got a purpose n shit son. This nigga got muthafuckas worshipin him n shit son. This nigga paintin hisself as a messiah n dumb little niggas is eatin that shit up g. This nigga splashes hisself wit gimmicks all day son. Its one thing if underneath all the bullshit you got some actual talent n shit but this nigga is a fuckin retard b. I be consumin that fast food from time to time too son nahmean. I do be listenin to that ignorant shit from time to time namsayin. Niggas like Killa n Sean Price dont necessarily supply niggas wit brain candy n shit g. They aint spreadin no message of upliftment or nothin. They aint pickin up where MLK left off or nothin like that nahmean. N word is bond I dont consider that shit fast food neither. Those niggas give you a proper meal n shit g. But theres mad niggas that got they little club joints n shit n I aint mad at those niggas like that g. This nigga Lil B tho he worse than fast food son. This nigga is the french fries that get thrown out. This nigga is saturated in too much bullshit nahmean. Like when the nigga makin the fries leaves the fries sittin in the oil too long n shit....thats what this nigga represent. There aint no nutrition left in this nigga. Son aint even good enough to hang wit the the rest of the french fry niggas cos he jus TOO greasy. N we jus talkin bout the french fries son....you kno niggas like Big Sean n shit. Big Sean is a french fry but you can take somethin from that at the end of the day fam. He might got some essential nutriments left in him b. There might be a couple random minerals in that nigga music n shit. I fucks wit some of his joints n shit namsayin. But we aint even talkin bout the steak n potatoes niggas namsayin. Or the niggas that give you a whole turkey n shit. You can hate him or love him but you kno a nigga like Jay-Z been supplyin niggas wit turkeys for years son. Some of those was maybe quails or cornish game hen type joints n shit but he aint never put out a whole album where you was like "oh shit this nigga jus gave us a french fry". Even that Kingdom Come joint had a few morsels n shit son. It wasn't all SHOW ME WHAT U GOT LIL MAMA type bullshit.  Nah b. Niggas like Pharoahe Monch n Mos Def been givin you meals wit the salads on the side for years son. Wheres the love tho? This nigga Lil B tho...he invitin niggas over for dinner n puttin one greasy ass french fry on the table n sayin word aight yalls niggas enjoy that shit nahmean. Thats all the nigga got to feed you son. Thats that niggas food for thought g. Fuck that son. I aint even jus leavin this niggas table son. Imma flip the niggas table over n throw the nigga thru the ceilin n have him come out the other side n land on a chair on the 3rd floor n shit. Then Imma walk up the stairs n pick up the whole chair wit him in it n throw it out the window son. Fuck this niggas life g. This niggas whole existence is offensive to mankind nahmean. This nigga so secure wit his position that he callin his album "I'm Gay". Oh word? Ayo I aint one of em "Damm shit jus aint the same as it was back when we was young..." type niggas. But fuck yall 90s babies muthafuckas if this is what yalls is supportin. This nigga aint 12 son. The nigga is 23. Nas was 20 when he came up wit Illmatic son. Yalls wanna put a nigga like this on a pedestal tho? Nigga callin his album "I'm Gay". Nah son. Fuck this niggas heartbeat n pulse son. This is how a lot a niggas get they bread fam. Niggas is tryin to live off of this shit n put food on they table wit they art son. Lil B is takin up space b. Supid niggas gon argue bout how this nigga aint doin nothin to hurt nobody n let the nigga live n shit. Nah son. Son is retardin the game up. He makin it so that niggas gettin brushed aside for not bein flamboyant enough. He makin it so that niggas wit talent sit on the back burner n shit while he get thrown on the cover of XXL. Cmon son. Fuck outta here wit that. Support real hip hop you moron niggas.

Aight peace.

Ayo its P-Tones guide to huntin wit dignity

Ayo whattup this Big Riggatone aka the Emperor of Egypt namsayin. Yall already kno. Word is bond son its been a minute since a nigga updated so I apologize to yall muthafuckas threatenin to killa yallselves n shit if a nigga aint unveil some new scrolls soon. Son ya know Tone been slappin eagles out the sky n divin in the ponds wit the sharks swimmin in em to make sure he aint lose touch wit his roots n shit. Word is bond the god be runnin thru forests n knockin over trees wit his shoulders jus so he aint lose his edge nahmean. Summers comin too so a nigga gotta make sure he dont get too pudgy or whatever. I be havin my high calorie meals tho nahmean. A nigga be havin his raviolis n turkey links n shit namsayin. The kid tryin to live healthy tho so once in a while a nigga gotta run out into the forests n kill somethin wit his bare hands tho namsayin. Lotta niggas frown upon huntin n shit so they aint fuck wit none of that shit. N yo I agree wit all that g. You cant just be runnin out into the jungle n be blowin a rhino into 10 pieces wit a cannon n shit n callin yaself a hunter g. Thats that faggot shit son. Niggas comin out into the jungle wit they safari shit on...takin a rocket launcher to shoot a muthafuckin giraffe n shit. Niggas usin harpoons to catch a polar bear in the frozen tundras or whatever. Nah son. Thats that shit those rich honkies be doin n shit b. Son I might throw a small iceberg at a polar bear but I aint gon jus sneak up on it n hit it wit no harpoons n shit. Tone be tryin to operate on a level playin field when he hunt. Aint gon be no fair fight no matter what tho cos only one of us got Zeus blood n can hit a nigga wit 3 tons per slap namsayin. Regardless tho son real niggas hunt wit they bare hands nahmean. Yall niggas need to be doin the same. Niggas be sneakin up behind deers wit they camouflage n shit n poppin em wit a shotgun n shit. Muthafuckas jus gon spray up the whole animal wit a machine gun like that n act like that was a actual challenge n shit. Nah that aint how a nigga get down son. At the most you gon require like a sharp stick maybe namsayin.  I aint even talkin bout no spears n shit tho b. Cos lets face it nahmean...even in 2011 a nigga cant jus be walkin round wit no spear n not expect muthafuckas to look at that like its some coon shit namsayin. If you black n you walkin round wit a spear you gon catch a couple funny looks at the very least nahmean. No question. You dont gotta have no bone in ya nose n a grass skirt or none of that. Niggas dont need war paint n feather helmets wit elephant tusks pokin out the sides to be lookin like Shaka Zulu n shit if they holdin a spear son. N Tone aint bout reinforcin stereotypes like that g. So I dont fuck wit no spears n shit namsayin. But ya boy do be catchin some prey wit his bare hands if it come down to it. Nigga I be wrestlin alligators in the swamps to get new luggage n shit yo. You gotta be resourceful son. All that ties in wit havin a healthy lifestyle too g. Yall niggas doin jumpin jacks n that yoga shit tho. Fuck all that b. P-Tone be operatin on a whole nother level of cardio trainin n shit son. A nigga be runnin up the sides of mountains n throwin boulders off hillsides n shit. I be sparrin wit gorillas n slap boxin wit bears son. N if I happen to kill somethin Imma not only consume that but Imma wear it too. That way the animal aint lose its life in vain n shit g. I be respectin nature nahmeans. Tone got mad respect for the environments son. Yeah I be eatin the bark off trees n pullin some them out the ground n shit but Toney dont litter or use aerosol sprays or nothin like that. Its all bout that circle of life tho g. That way we dont run outta wildlife n shit. It all goes round in a big circle namsayin. Respect the o-zone layers son. Its bad enough we got niggas dumpin oil into the oceans n shit. We gotta preserve this earth for the seeds tho nahmean. Thats real talk. Thats why I be sayin niggas need to do this shit wit some dignity. When Tone go after his prey he dont jus be hidin up in the trees n catchin the muthafucka by surprise n shit. The god gon confront the animal like a man n shit son. That hidin in the bushes makin duck calls is some sucker shit b. First of all if you a nigga who hunts ducks I hope you aint readin this shit to begin wit nahmean. Tone dont respect that clappin ya hands n the makin ducks fly across the sky while niggas pop em wit buckshots n hit like 10 at a time n then get a muthafuckin dog to go pick em up n shit so that those lame niggas aint gotta get they feet wet. Fuck that shit son. If ya boy wants to catch a duck Imma jump in the ponds n tackle one n break its neck g. Like a man nigga. Fuck that hidin in the bushes shit. Thats why I dont be fuckin wit traps neither. Niggas aint respectin they preys. When Tone was a little nigga he had to learn to survive by huntin small rodents n shit. That was a matter of survival tho. When I got grown I stopped all that huntin marsupials n rodents n shit n graduated to more dangerous prey namsayin. But dont get it twisted cos a raccoon will tear ya fuckin eye out if you underestimate that nigga. I seen a raccoon take out a nigga whole eyeball once. N that was a family member son. Word bond we looked for my cousins eye for like 3 hours n never found it b. My nigga got a eyepatch now. He gotta live wit that mistake for the rest of his life n shit. But see he underestimated his prey n he paid the consequence namsayin. He dont hold that against the raccoon tho cos that was his mistake son. So whether you huntin squirrels or tigers you gotta always assume that the animal got a plan to end ya life nahmean. Remember that. Thats all I got for yall niggas.

Aight peace.

Ayo n before I go I wanna address some shit. Niggas is still beggin Tone to get at Aubrey or whatever n I wanna say we gotta move on son. All that shit that needed to be said bout son been said. We bout makin positive moves rite now. Like that little nigga Aubrey told you hisself we off that. So lets leave that shit alone son. Plus son be respectin wildlife wit his fashion choices n I aint mad at him for that. Aight?

By the way son lost his cat or some shit. If you got Aubreys cat please return that namsayin. We aint bout takin niggas pets son.

I just seen this on his website namsayin:

MISSING

Last seen on Tuesday April 20th 2011, sometime after brunch. 

Answers to "Mr.Whiskers" or "kitty kitty kitty"

Will pay substantial reward and/or give super big hugs for safe return

Email Aubrey Graham at drizzay<3<3<3@gmail.com if you have any info

W.U.S.H. Folks (Pt. 1)

Ayo whattup yall this P-Tone back in the buildin. Word is bond the god bout to address a situation here nahmean. You kno when u have a nigga come by ya crib n shit..n you might not even like the nigga that much. But yalls cool or whatever. The nigga might come by to watch the game n shit. He mighta ate summa ya food or whatever. Or drank ya beers. N you cool wit that or whatever. But then the nigga wanna hang after the game n shit. N you cool wit that too. Then the nigga starts gettin hungry again or whatever n you get the nigga some snacks n shit. Nex thing you kno the nigga fallin asleep on ya couch. You bout to run n grab some shit from the drugstore or whatever...n bein that he wont leave ya crib...you jus bounce while he hangs out n shit. You get back home n the niggas droppin a load in ya bathroom or whatever....He done spilled beverages on ya tables n shit. He leavin his kicks on ya couch... namsayin. Sons a bonafied WUSH nigga. As in Why. U. Still. Here? Lets get into this tho.

Why is Yung Berg (aka WUSH Brother #1) still around? This nigga is a human punchline. Ayo n I dont mean that in no compliment type way...like he a ill nigga wit crazy punchlines n shit. This nigga is the butt of 60% of the jokes bein told round the world right now. Even if you dont kno who this nigga is...you probably in some subliminal way been talkin bout that nigga at some point when you was describin some wack shit. Like even if you aint had nobody in mind son. That hypothetical wack shit you was in one way or the other referrin to was actually Yung Berg namsayin. Anytime you thought to yaself "Nah but who the fuck is stupid enough to...?" - the answer was Yung Berg. Anytime you said to yaself "Yeah but no niggas lame enough to actually..." - nah son Yung Berg did that tho. Anytime you said to yaself  "Ayo I wonder if theres a nigga out there thats wack enough to..." - ayo Yung Berg is that nigga g. This nigga is what failure would look like if it had a face, arms, legs n could talk. Son got his failure set to cruise control nahmean. That shit is on a timer. If you walkin round in Chicago somewhere n you hear a "ding" chances are you jus heard that nigga Yung Bergs failure timer go off namsayin....time for that nigga to go on a failure spree. Son cant go 5 minutes wit no failure occurrin in his life. The nigga got a failure quota to fill. Theres more "aint shit" cells in one drop of this niggas blood than there is in the entire Bush family tree son. This nigga makes Lil Mama seem like Lauryn Hill. Son got niggas thinkin "dammm can we jus get Chingy back or some shit?" Success is this niggas kryptonite. If the nigga succeeds at anything bigger than puttin his shoes on the right feet it can be fatal to the nigga son. This nigga needs failure like  normal people need oxygen. Sons known more for crashin mopeds, gettin his chain snatched n catchin smacks from other rappers than he is for any of his songs too. I dont even kno how many niggas had that chain or if he ever got that shit back g. While niggas was takin pictures wit that niggas jewelry on son was leakin pictures of hisself wit his pants down in front of the mirror...even before Breezy tried that same magic formula. When you got Chris Brown bitiin ya moves you know you aint shit son. Young Berg gon always be a victim. Fuck this niggas life. Why.U. Still. Here.....niggaaaa? 

Whattup Hex!

This nigga Ray-J wasnt even sposed to have a career g. If son wasnt blood related to Brandy he woulda jus been another random wack ass nigga wit no purpose for livin. This nigga qualified for WUSH status 5 minutes after he was born namsayin. Son has aunts n uncles that probably dont kno who the fuck he is. They like "ohhhhh...aint you my neices younger brother or some shit nigga?". But to give this dude a even better shot at not fallin off the face of the earth he also got Snoop as a first cousin g...jus in case Brandy decided she wanna stop carryin this nigga around. This dude is the devils "fuck you" to the world son. This is the nigga we have to thank for anything Kardashian related on tv nahmean. But son still makin "music" for some reason. I need this niggas music like I need a hemorrhage in my dick son. I wanna hear this niggas songs like I wanna see baby seals get clubbed while I eat breakfast n shit namsayin. AND the nigga collaborated wit the other most useless nigga in entertainment n came up wit a hit somehow. When him n Yung Berg stepped into the studio together back when they made "Sexy Can I" that shit was like The Cavs n the Timberwolves playin in the finals g. Like THIS season Im sayin. Those two niggas had no business comin up wit a hit...but bitches ate that shit up. Whatever tho. That was 4 years ago n neither of these niggas has done shit since then but make power fails. Even Brandy aint around no more....n she had actual talent son. So.....Why. U. Still. Here....niggaaaaa?

This bitch Snooki popped up on Tones WUSH radar before I even knew what she did for a livin son. When it turned out that she aint do nothin on earth for a livin her WUSH ratin damm near tripled n shit. I seen her on Cake Boss n the first thing that crossed Tones mind was "ayo this broad aint shit g". I aint even have to see her on her own show to kno that tho son. I aint jus sayin that cos she got the complexion of a basketball n the physique of a 4 ft tall guniea pig n shit neither. I mean...she probably looks like a stack of orange water balloons when she aint got her clothes on tho...but that aint what makes me wanna explode her wit grenades son. She kinda like one a them broads who aint got no excuse to be overflowin wit confidence n shit...but she still confident bout herself to the point where you wonderin who hypnotized the broad into believin she was special in the first place namsayin. Word is bond she be actin like dudes jus aint cuttin the mustard wit her n shit. But what you bringin to the table Snooki?  That 15 minutes shoulda BEEN over tho. Listen ma...I dont watch ya show so I aint kno all the ins n outs of it like that but I was pretty sure I seen at least one broad on Jersey Shore that I aint feel like smashin wit a barbell when I did peep it. Maybe she should take a turn now. I dont kno how u blew up in the first place but...Why. U. Still. Here. Snooks?

Phat Farm. Seriously tho....this shit shoulda been kicked the bucket when FUBU n Mecca shit went out g. Who the fuck is keepin Phat Farm alive son? Russell Simmons dont even rock this shit no more son. This is some refugee shit tho. I think I seen a nigga in Libya or some shit on the news throwin rocks at a tank wit a Phat Farm sweater on n shit. So unless you out there throwin stones at military vehicles n shit yall Enyce n Phat Farm rockin niggas might wanna step yalls shit up. Thats some turmoil wear u got on. You see a dude rockin Phat Farm n you usually gon automatically assume that he dont speak english or some shit like that namsayin. Or like he jus integratin back into society n shit. Thats that just did a stretch in the pen type a gear namsayin. Ayo...Why. U. Still. Here. Phat Farm???

Cmon Timbaland. Aight listen...son got some serious wins under his belt. There aint no denyin that namsayin. But lately this nigga jus aint been deliverin. Niggas wasnt exactly holdin they breath waitin for those Timbaland Thursdays joints either son. Maybe we need the fat Timbaland back. Bring back the chubby nigga dancin round wit the gallon of fruit punch in the studio wit Jay in Fade To Black son. THAT nigga had beats. The nigga that swoll up n started rockin wifebeaters in Nelly Furtado videos aint comin wit the same caliber of beats son. We need that Timbaland with the back of his neck lookin like a pack of smokies n shit. Bring back the hotdog neck Timbo. This new Timbaland wont shut the fuck up on the songs he produces either. The Justin Timberlake Cry Me A River joint was where that shit started too. The nigga couldnt jus let JT handle the vocals. Nah Timbo needed to get his shine on. Son had too much confidence n started addin his vocals to all the songs n shit. He use to jus do the stupid noises n shit...like on the Aaliyah n Missy joints...but then he got on that "OHH THE DAMAGE IS DONE SO I GUESS IMMA BE LEAVIN" bullshit. Nigga stay off the tracks wit that corny shit. Then the nigga started jumpin on that other wack shit wit those One Republic dudes wit that "Aye aye aye.......aye aye aye" shit. Why couldnt this nigga jus shut the fuck up n let those crackers do they thing? Cmon son. U jus makin these joints unbearable b. Nevermind the fact that you shitted all over Jays Blueprint 3 too. That shit was unforgivable nigga. That album had like 6 mediocre joints at least...n 3 of those was yours g. Heres a REMINDER for you tho Timbo...WE OFF THAT  bullshit you doin son. Bring back the jelly roll nigga that gave us Big Pimpin. Seriously tho...if you aint ever plannin on bringin back the ballpark franks Timbaland then.... Why. U. Still. Here....son?

This that chunky nigga we need back...

By the way...yall remember this nigga? Yeah me neither.

Ayo Tone sat down wit these soft niggas to discuss some shit...nahmean!

Ayo whattup yalls this Big Ghost aka the Wizard of Poetry nahmean. P-Tone is back in the buildin namsayin. Word is bond. Ayo recently Tone was given the opportunity to sit down wit a couple these soft niggas that been poppin lately n have a real real discussion wit em n shit namsayin. Ayo the god jus wanted to get into the minds of these soft niggas to see what they be thinkin n what go thru they heads n shit when they be doin all that wack shit nahmean. So we had a roundtable discussion wit these niggas n made that shit happen. Boom. So here yall niggas go. Enjoy that shit.

Aight peace.

Big Ghost: Whattup yalls...this Pretty Toney. We got a special treat for y'all niggas. Y'alls is about to witness history bein' made today. I ain't even wanna say no more though, so I'ma ga'head n let these wack niggas introduce theyselves, n we gon' get into it namsayin. Aight, ga'head nigga...

Big Sean: Sup cuzzo! Its ya boy Big Sean, boy! Sup boy!

Wiz Khalifa: Yeah...ha  haa  ha  haa  ha.....ha...this Wiz Khalifa. Taylor Gang, bitch...ha...haa..ha

Wale: What's up y'all, this Wale Rozay. You already know, fam. MAYBACH MUSIC MAFIA NIGGA!

Big Ghost: (breathes deeply) No offense yo....but I just wanna smack the shit outta y'all niggas right now.

Wiz Khalifa: Haaa...ha..

Big Ghost: Aight, and Wiz...who this nigga whose lap you sittin on?

Wiz Khalifa: Oh, this here's my other half, dude. C'mon man, you know who Amber Rose is, man. You're crazy, dude.

Big Ghost: Oh word? From this angle I aint recognize her n shit, son. My bad, yo. What's good, Amber?

Amber Rose: Ugh...I can't take this. Cameron, I want us to leave.

Wiz Khalifa: But sweetheart, we haven't even done the interview yet. Can we just...

Amber Rose: Now.

Wiz Khalifa: Aw sweet muffin, we need to do this. It's important to me...I mean us. Us. I meant us. Can we finish this pweeeeeaaase?

Amber Rose: Ugggh! Fine, but you better buy me those shoes I asked you for. I asked for them like HOURS ago.

Wiz Khalifa: Baby, anything you want, okaaaaay. Can I get a smile?

Amber Rose: (rolls eyes)

Wiz Khalifa: Just a widdle smile...

Big Ghost: Can y'all shut the fuck up now?

Amber Rose: I hate you so much.

Wiz Khalifa: She doesn't mean that. She just gets cranky if I don't...it's a long story...but, I was supposed to pick up her dry-cleaning and...

Big Ghost: Nigga, don't nobody wanna hear this shit.

Wiz Khalifa: Haaa....okay...

Big Ghost: Aight...hey nigga....hey...

Big Sean: (looks around) Me?

Big Ghost: Yeah, you. Son.

Big Sean: (smiling) Sup cuzzo?

Big Ghost: I gotta question for you, g.

Big Sean: Shoot!

Big Ghost: Don't interrupt me, nigga.

Big Sean: My bad.

Big Ghost: Your first mixtape dropped 4 years ago, namsayin'. I'm pretty sure you been promisin' ya fans a album for 'bout 3 years 'n shit....what's been the hold up?

Big Sean: Aw, you know, cuzzo. Label politics 'n shit, you naw what I'm sayin'? But also, I've been working extra extra hard to make sure this is something the fans will really enjoy, boy. Boy.

Big Ghost: Nah, that ain't really answer my question, though. I'm sayin', you been tellin niggas at the end of each one of ya mixtapes that ya shit is droppin'......'n ain't no album come out still.

Big Sean: Naw, it's about to come out next...

Big Ghost: What I tell you 'bout interruptin' me nigga?

Big Sean: Oops.

Big Ghost: You kinda on some bullshit, son. I ain't really tryin to believe you was perfectin' ya shit like that, b. I think niggas jus wasn't feelin like puttin' ya album out. You dropped a couple bullshit singles, though. Maybe niggas was thinkin you wasn't comin' wit no good shit, namsayin'. Like, maybe you ain't cut out for this or some shit, g. You kinda a average ass rapper, too, nahmean? Like I been tellin' niggas, you kinda like  Toyota. You ain't necessarily the worst car in the world, but you ain't no Lexus or nothin' either. You a Toyota, nigga.

Big Sean (bottom lip quivering) Aw....c'mon cuzzo....(nervous laugh) you know how it is. I had....well see, I had the little label situation...and then I had got on with G.O.O.D. Music....and....

Amber Rose: This nigga's about to cry.

Big Sean: AM NOT! (tears streaming down face) See, right now...I'm the number one priority at Def Jam...and...(clears throat) can I get some water?

Big Ghost: We'll come back to you, nigga. Wale, how come...

Wale: Rozay.

Big Ghost: Huh?

Wale: 'Wale Rozay', bro. Address me by my full name, please.

Big Ghost: Nigga, I'm 'bout to throw you through the window 'n then run downstairs n drop a fuckin' small car on you.

Wale: You don't actually really gotta say the "Rozay", just...

Big Ghost: I'm pretty sure niggas is wonderin' how you went from doin' that....."type" a rap you was doin' at the beginning to that straight soft nigga shit, to this...."type" a shit you on now.

Wale: I'm not sure I'm followin' what you mean, Tone.

Big Ghost: I'm sayin' you was on some corny shit at the beginnin'...

Wale: Mmhmm...

Big Ghost: ....but it wasn't actually wack...

Wale: Appreciate that.

Big Ghost: ...but then you went straight noxzema on niggas 'n got in touch wit ya inner bitch 'n shit.

Wale: Uhhh...

Big Ghost: Yo 'n THEN, you signed wit Maybach, 'n you got on some 600 Benz nigga type shit. You think you bein' authentic?

Wale: Well, yeah because...

Big Ghost: Nah, that ain't the right answer, nigga.

Wale: But you...

Big Ghost: Nah, fuck that. I'm sayin' why you frontin' g?

Wale: Uhh...

Big Ghost:  Wiz.

Wiz Khalifa: Yessir.

Big Ghost: How you feel bout goin' in the trash...

Wale: Gross.

Big Ghost: ...namsayin' like how you feel bout goin in the garbage 'n takin' like a half ate burger out that muthafucka 'n...

Wiz Khalifa: Is it still warm?

Big Ghost: Sure son.

Wiz Khalifa: Go on...

Big Ghost: How you feel bout pullin that half chewed up burger that some other nigga had on his plate 'n ain't really want no more 'n then eatin that son?

Wiz Khalifa: Welllllll......I mean, if it's still warm...

Amber Rose: Are you seriously answering this question, dumbass?

Wiz Khalifa: What? Oh...naaaah...um...haa ha...ha...

Amber Rose: Ain't gonna be no foot massage for you tonight, asshole.

Wiz Khalifa: Noooooo....c'mon baby...I've been lookin at how crammed your feet look in those...cause of the heel.... 

Amber Rose: Get off my lap, I want to leave.

Wiz Khalifa: (standing up) Honeyboo....yer kinda overreacting....let me rub yer back...

Big Ghost: Nigga, was you born wit no dignity?

Wiz Khalifa: Ummm...

Amber Rose: You're thinking about that? Get out of my way. (walks toward exit)

Wiz Khalifa: Amber! WAIT! (removes shirt)

Big Sean: (smiling) Mmm...

Wiz Khalifa: Aaaaamber! 

(Amber Rose leaves)

Wale: Just let her go, fam. Money over bitches, you know how it go.....Orrrrr...you could surprise her later with chocolates...but instead of it being all chocolates, have one of the little spots in the box be earrings! Ooooooh (clapping)

Big Sean: You been workin out, cuzzo?

Wiz Khalifa: Me? Uh, yeah well, I bought a Bowflex but...

Big Ghost: Fuck is wrong wit you niggas? 

Wiz Khalifa: Whuh I say? Haa ha ha

Big Ghost: Nigga, if you laugh like that one more time, you gon' be shittin' ya own teeth out later. I'ma smack that blonde patch off ya head, too.

Wale: Orrrrr... instead of earrings...(gasps)...give her an engagement ring 'n propose to her!

Big Ghost: Y'alls need to get the fuck out.

Ayo I been sittin here listenin to Thank Me Later n this shit not bad nahmean....

Ayo whattup this Tony Atlas aka the magnificent Deini. Yo I been listenin to this Aubrey joint for the last hour...n yo I gotta admit...he got a couple decent joints on this shit here. Namsayin...I peeped this shit when it first dropped n I thought the shit was softer than two niggas on a Sunday at a bed n breakfast together nahmean. The god was like nah fuck this shit...thats some yoga anthems nahmean. Shit sounded gayer than a nigga in a pink smart car wit Abba blastin out the windows. I was thinkin like niggas is gon produce a ovum for every second they bump this types a shit namsayin. I wasnt fuckin wit that joint not one bit namsayin. Matter fact Tone started thinkin ayo this nigga Aubrey gotta be a lesbian or some shit cos this shit aint right nahmean. Niggas from Staten aint fuck wit no shit like this. Staten niggas eat barbells son. We kick the fire hydrants off the sidewalks namsayin. When the nigga started off his album wit that Fireworks joint ya boy was like damm yo.... this bout to be some ambrosia salad comin thru my speakers rite now g. A nigga could smell marshmallows in the room...Son had those suspect song titles too...like Fancy n Karaoke n Show Me A Good Time....cmon son. I was like fuck is this a Kylie Minogue album g? Nahmean. But yo...I jus let that shit play all the way thru n the joint kinda grew on me n shit. That Find Your Love shit had me tearin bricks out the walls namsayin. Word. This some shit for niggas to slap gorillas to. So in tribute to that nigga Tone put together a little picture gallery namsayin. The captions was added to express what was goin thru the niggas mind...not my own nahmean. Dont get that shit twisted aight. Hope yalls enjoy it.
Aight peace.

"Damm son.... I looks like a bitch"

"Thank god moms let me borrow her jacket cos it is fur-reeeeezing out here!"

"I swear this mini camouflage is sooooo fierce tho."

"Hey thats right me n her be sharin n swappin clothes...so frickin what! Grow up yall!"

"I told moms that if she didnt buy me a Phantom for my happy sweet 16th I wasnt EVER comin out my room EVER again."

"See...told yall I could squeeze into this blouse. Fits me purrrrrrrrfect."

"Nah bitch I told you...If you leave ya shit at my crib Imma keep that shit n Imma rock those namsayin. Looks better on me any ol way...hmph."

"Oh my gawd....Aubrey are you like evolvin er sumthin?....ha ha ha ha"

"The hills are aliiiiiiive...."

"Ayo hold up lemme finish writin this hurr freestyle"

"Woo hoo...I am TOTALLY pulling off this Jean Paul Gaultier cologne bottle look right now."

"I am so mad right now I could jus screeeaaaam!"

"Ayo I told that bitch I needed this top in coral...not pink. This shit dont match my Yeezys....nothins goin right not one bit."

"Imma need to get the crotch brought in....jus a smidge..."

"Thank you sir...I knitted 'er myself..."

"WHAT......is that nigga wearin?? Ewww so grossssss!"