I be postin dis as nuff places as I can, yo big-ass booty is ghon peep why.
I should have done something, I know I should have. Instead, I just stood there, watching. Dum diddy-dum, here I come biaaatch! Who tha fuck I be don’t matter, all you need ta know, is dat I be a thugged-out doctor, or was. I was hustlin as a Doctor’s Assistant, n' tha thug whoz ass I was hustlin fo' (let’s call his ass Stein) was a wild-ass dude, n' mah dopest playa up in his 30’s. n' a shitload of tha shiznit da thug would do, Shudders, I don’t wanna be thinkin bout dat now, nahmeean, biatch? But I need ta tell playas this, cuz it’s mah fault.
First bout stein.
Stein was a funky-ass solid dude, busted tha fuck outta Stanford, wit a STD fo' Biology, n' M.I.T wit a masters, when da thug was eighteen! Dude has nuff awards, he’s known fo' his scientistical smart-ass across tha ghetto, I was so dirty ta be his thugged-out assistant n' playa... Or so I thought.
Bein smarta than any suckas up in tha ghetto, make you wanna be even smarter, Stein would (with a cold-ass lil couple other scientist) would Experiment on Living, Breathing, Human beings. Not tha ones wit disease, or ones condemned ta dirtnap yo, but tha ones up in they physical prime, Healthy, Example of outstandin playa haters; type of people. Now dis was his "Hobby", What da thug was bustin was illegal! Basically, torture wit what tha fuck da thug would wit dem wild-ass muthafuckas yo. Dude would dissect people, n' messed wit they Vital organs. Watched they pain, enjoyed theyselves, took notes. One time they even brought they lunches over ta smoke while they did they experiments fo' realz. Afta they was done wit dissectin them, da thug would put they organs back, up in tha wack places, tha wild-ass bullshit they must have gone all up in cause I gots dem finger-lickin' chickens wit tha siz-auce yo. How tha fuck dis went on so long I do not know, I can only assume dat scrilla had suttin' ta do wit dat shit. I would look up these playas afta I disposed of tha bodies, n' I would find nothing. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Stein would not have lied ta me, he n' I was dopest playas, n' we were.
Now dat you know bout him, let me rap a story.
Jizzica Williamson, his sickest fuckin victim, a Biologist, was different. This one was busted ta his ass up in a funky-ass black car, wit Popo Escorts, n' every last muthafuckin thang. But fo' some reason his "Colleagues" weren’t there, so peek-a-boo, clear tha way, I be comin' thru fo'sho. When tha body was on tha table, dat shiznit was unconscious, when Stein saw me looking, tha pimpin' muthafucka holla'd at mah crazy ass out, n' holla'd at mah crazy ass da thug would call if he needed mah dirty ass. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. So later, while I was slowly noddin off ta chill, Stein called me: "hey ERADICTADED" Stein Continued "Come over here, I have suttin' ta show you" Dude Paused "It’s… Pretty" I was startin ta strutt over, when I realized his voice was off. Dat shiznit was weird ta say tha least, dat shiznit was slow, n' deep, while tha Stein I knew, was a high-ish pitch, n' would rap up in a gangbangin' fast tone, ta save time. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. So I paused, n' then replied, I know I should have booked it by then though, My fuckin Afro was on end yo, but it ain't no stoppin cause I be still poppin'. "What tha fuck iz it what tha fuck you wanna show me son?" I tried ta hide tha shakinizz up in mah voice "I though you holla'd at mah crazy ass not ta come in." I knew I was lying, I was supposed ta be on his beck n' call. " I chizzled mah mind" still up in dat cold deep voice he replied "Come over, C’mon, ERADICATED, I be yo' Boss, Come over here." I knew it wasn’t him, I knew it was… But it wasn’t. I booked it outta there as fast as I could, da thug was still calling, n' I be thinkin I heard his ass start hustlin. My fuckin Blood cold as ice, Adrenaline Fuelin mah veins.
I slipped.
I heard him/it coming, I looked back, n' what tha fuck I saw I could not believe yo, but, even ta dis dizzle it gives me nightmares. Dat shiznit was his ass yo, but his wild lil' face… was like torn up in half, his skin, ruptured, blood all over, n' I could peep bite marks, and…
"WHAT" I exclaimed "is dat bone?" It Cackled, n' then replied "What’s wack ERADICATED?" His, or its teeth was jagged, n' da perved-out muthafucka smiled even bigger when it saw tha fear up in mah eyes "Somethang up in mah teeth?"
Afta dat it started hustlin towardz me, I gots back up, n' ran like I was tha last thug on earth. I juiced it up ta tha last hallway, n' I saw tha door, dat shiznit was like two feet thick, n' a safe like lock on it, it could survive almost anything. I ran towardz it, n' it Screeched so hard, mah ears bled. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! I was momentarily stunned by this, when I could move again, I gots ta tha door, opened it, gots out, n' locked it back up.
I gots up in mah car, n' drove ta mah dwellin place, fell tha fuck into mah bed n' fell tha fuck fast asleep. My fuckin nightmare was so vivid, I dreamt bout it gettin outta tha lab, n' cappin' it everyone, not a god damn thang could stop dat shit. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. So, when I woke up, I thought dat was all it was, a thugged-out dream, n' I decided, ta mah dirty ass dat it was. (Oh I was so stupid) I drove work, just a lil anxious, Dat shiznit was just a thugged-out dream…
Wrong, when I gots there, tha door was broken, Blood everywhere, there was S.W.A.T rides up in tha parkin lot. Blood n' carnage all over dis biiiatch.
Now, dis be a warning, n' a apology, I should have stopped his ass before it went too far, n' now mah dopest playa is gone, n' now… n-now dat thang is up there, so peek-a-boo, clear tha way, I be comin' thru fo'sho. Lock yo' doors, close yo' windows, not dat it will help.
I’m sorry yo, but ta possibly repent fo' mah actionz of not bustin anything, I have added a attachment ta dis Post, a list of namez of his suckas, if you look up fo' tha specific person, you won’t find dem yo, but maybe, just maybe. Da playaz or Family of tha Victims will peep tha link, n' find closure.
(i hope i turn this bot copypasta into a meme)
I should have done something, I know I should have. Instead, I just stood there, watching. Dum diddy-dum, here I come biaaatch! Who tha fuck I be don’t matter, all you need ta know, is dat I be a thugged-out doctor, or was. I was hustlin as a Doctor’s Assistant, n' tha thug whoz ass I was hustlin fo' (let’s call his ass Stein) was a wild-ass dude, n' mah dopest playa up in his 30’s. n' a shitload of tha shiznit da thug would do, Shudders, I don’t wanna be thinkin bout dat now, nahmeean, biatch? But I need ta tell playas this, cuz it’s mah fault.
First bout stein.
Stein was a funky-ass solid dude, busted tha fuck outta Stanford, wit a STD fo' Biology, n' M.I.T wit a masters, when da thug was eighteen! Dude has nuff awards, he’s known fo' his scientistical smart-ass across tha ghetto, I was so dirty ta be his thugged-out assistant n' playa... Or so I thought.
Bein smarta than any suckas up in tha ghetto, make you wanna be even smarter, Stein would (with a cold-ass lil couple other scientist) would Experiment on Living, Breathing, Human beings. Not tha ones wit disease, or ones condemned ta dirtnap yo, but tha ones up in they physical prime, Healthy, Example of outstandin playa haters; type of people. Now dis was his "Hobby", What da thug was bustin was illegal! Basically, torture wit what tha fuck da thug would wit dem wild-ass muthafuckas yo. Dude would dissect people, n' messed wit they Vital organs. Watched they pain, enjoyed theyselves, took notes. One time they even brought they lunches over ta smoke while they did they experiments fo' realz. Afta they was done wit dissectin them, da thug would put they organs back, up in tha wack places, tha wild-ass bullshit they must have gone all up in cause I gots dem finger-lickin' chickens wit tha siz-auce yo. How tha fuck dis went on so long I do not know, I can only assume dat scrilla had suttin' ta do wit dat shit. I would look up these playas afta I disposed of tha bodies, n' I would find nothing. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Stein would not have lied ta me, he n' I was dopest playas, n' we were.
Now dat you know bout him, let me rap a story.
Jizzica Williamson, his sickest fuckin victim, a Biologist, was different. This one was busted ta his ass up in a funky-ass black car, wit Popo Escorts, n' every last muthafuckin thang. But fo' some reason his "Colleagues" weren’t there, so peek-a-boo, clear tha way, I be comin' thru fo'sho. When tha body was on tha table, dat shiznit was unconscious, when Stein saw me looking, tha pimpin' muthafucka holla'd at mah crazy ass out, n' holla'd at mah crazy ass da thug would call if he needed mah dirty ass. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. So later, while I was slowly noddin off ta chill, Stein called me: "hey ERADICTADED" Stein Continued "Come over here, I have suttin' ta show you" Dude Paused "It’s… Pretty" I was startin ta strutt over, when I realized his voice was off. Dat shiznit was weird ta say tha least, dat shiznit was slow, n' deep, while tha Stein I knew, was a high-ish pitch, n' would rap up in a gangbangin' fast tone, ta save time. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. So I paused, n' then replied, I know I should have booked it by then though, My fuckin Afro was on end yo, but it ain't no stoppin cause I be still poppin'. "What tha fuck iz it what tha fuck you wanna show me son?" I tried ta hide tha shakinizz up in mah voice "I though you holla'd at mah crazy ass not ta come in." I knew I was lying, I was supposed ta be on his beck n' call. " I chizzled mah mind" still up in dat cold deep voice he replied "Come over, C’mon, ERADICATED, I be yo' Boss, Come over here." I knew it wasn’t him, I knew it was… But it wasn’t. I booked it outta there as fast as I could, da thug was still calling, n' I be thinkin I heard his ass start hustlin. My fuckin Blood cold as ice, Adrenaline Fuelin mah veins.
I slipped.
I heard him/it coming, I looked back, n' what tha fuck I saw I could not believe yo, but, even ta dis dizzle it gives me nightmares. Dat shiznit was his ass yo, but his wild lil' face… was like torn up in half, his skin, ruptured, blood all over, n' I could peep bite marks, and…
"WHAT" I exclaimed "is dat bone?" It Cackled, n' then replied "What’s wack ERADICATED?" His, or its teeth was jagged, n' da perved-out muthafucka smiled even bigger when it saw tha fear up in mah eyes "Somethang up in mah teeth?"
Afta dat it started hustlin towardz me, I gots back up, n' ran like I was tha last thug on earth. I juiced it up ta tha last hallway, n' I saw tha door, dat shiznit was like two feet thick, n' a safe like lock on it, it could survive almost anything. I ran towardz it, n' it Screeched so hard, mah ears bled. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! I was momentarily stunned by this, when I could move again, I gots ta tha door, opened it, gots out, n' locked it back up.
I gots up in mah car, n' drove ta mah dwellin place, fell tha fuck into mah bed n' fell tha fuck fast asleep. My fuckin nightmare was so vivid, I dreamt bout it gettin outta tha lab, n' cappin' it everyone, not a god damn thang could stop dat shit. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. So, when I woke up, I thought dat was all it was, a thugged-out dream, n' I decided, ta mah dirty ass dat it was. (Oh I was so stupid) I drove work, just a lil anxious, Dat shiznit was just a thugged-out dream…
Wrong, when I gots there, tha door was broken, Blood everywhere, there was S.W.A.T rides up in tha parkin lot. Blood n' carnage all over dis biiiatch.
Now, dis be a warning, n' a apology, I should have stopped his ass before it went too far, n' now mah dopest playa is gone, n' now… n-now dat thang is up there, so peek-a-boo, clear tha way, I be comin' thru fo'sho. Lock yo' doors, close yo' windows, not dat it will help.
I’m sorry yo, but ta possibly repent fo' mah actionz of not bustin anything, I have added a attachment ta dis Post, a list of namez of his suckas, if you look up fo' tha specific person, you won’t find dem yo, but maybe, just maybe. Da playaz or Family of tha Victims will peep tha link, n' find closure.
(i hope i turn this bot copypasta into a meme)
