I threw on my Best of Wu-Tang vinyl and suddenly felt okay.
I love that some music can do this to me.
I'm in love with Method Man. I don't give a fuck if I'm a white Utah suburbanite, I can get fucking down to Wu-Tang and Meth.
Might still post some shit later. I won't let this blog die, although it looks that way sometimes.
Oh, and fuck it, I love these ones too.
I'm not a gentleman, I'm a method man!
Baby accept it, utmost respect it
(and assume the position.)
Stop, look, and listen.
I spit on your grave then I grab my charles dickens, bitch!
I rides around in my car
thinkin' bout money and menage a trois.
This pisces hyphy
gin and coke, Wu-Tang in the Nikes!
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