Newgod's big mental thread of love

All this talk of eating **** is making me fancy A Mcdonalds breakfast.

 

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That Ponders i superb... I used to love posting pics but I destroyed my laptop and post on my phone now.
Maybe I'll pop down Holloway road and ask the little Greek man from the cafe to make that for me...
Yumyumtastic.

 

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hey fastfood giant sh.it eaters I got a suggestion why don't you mix 10 animals sh.it in a mixer and eat it coz it will be something that you need right now not like but need

 

this poster like to eat **** sh.it
actually he is addicted to it

 

it's ****e anyway, no **** ya bufter

 

Eat a bacon sarnie.

 

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Newgod

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yeah I hav a special food delivery for all the indian sh.it eaters here
and its pure vegetarian sh.it
so eat all you can coz the payment was made by Not909 sh.it eaters
so let me get this right you *****s from congo wanna fu.ck your pet mouse and make it sh;it so that you can eat pet mice sh.it I mean why not just wait for the mice to sh.it, collect it mix it with your sh.it and eat it
anyways fu.ck mr tondon for all I care

 

Alright this is the Final Verse of my song Time Bomb, wrote it in 10 minutes so it can be a bit rough, the Song has two real life people, Terry Anderson and Alice, Alice is one of my haters, Terry is a troll whom I met during a trolling mission, Terry is a friend now, when he read Verse one of this song he liked it, and I told him that I will mention him in the next verse of this song, I could have designed a 3rd verse for this song but I think it should be a short song.

Track - Time Bomb
Final Verse
Album - 9 Lives

You all can imagine and Fantasize that I am someone who Operates from a padded cell, that I have Post Traumatic.
Disorder, let me Separate fact from Friction, that I aint got any substance Addiction, there are lots of Contradictions when it comes to me, Criticize all you can, coz when I kick your ass it will be Cinematic.
And you won’t find a Nation in the world that can come with an Explanation, for my Rude, Crude, Uncivilized behavior, coz there is no reason why I behave in a Erratic.
Fashion, killing me competition is my Passion, I forgot to mention that Terry Anderson asked me for a list of all my haters, well Terry should I start in ascending order or in a Alphabetic.
Order, coz either way you won’t be on that list, it will be Wise to fight someone of your own Size, you gonna be Surprised how fast I can Rise up and you will Demise, you Mice, A Static.
Dead body of Terry Anderson lays on the Ground, no one’s Around, waiting to be Found, someone call 911 hey Terry are we having Fun?, coz I can alter the Fabric.
Of Reality, stupid Looney toons, you all are trying to be Cool by acting like a Fool, buying Wine Online, you thought Optimus Prime was from Cyberdyne, I can drop a Magic.
Pill in your Coffee, coz there is some difference, Difference in my Preference, I don’t collect heads as Trophies, I prefer to turn my victims insane, everyone who Copies me, be warned it will be a Tragic.
End of your lives, yours, your children and wives, your Friends too, so get ready with stone, sticks, guns and knives, its your time to Die Yes, you think I will Cry No, no Need to Panic.
Coz I am the good Guy actually it’s a big Lie, anyone who don’t Fly with my is bound to Die, so Terry you are a better troll than me, Aachoo, sorry I am Allergic.
To bullshit, let me help you understand me, I am the kind of guy who would Carry, Halle Berry in my Arms to the Farm house & drown her in the Lake, Kick Riddick.
Off the Cliff, kill Bella with a silver Stake, if you Take me for granted then it will be your last Mistake, coz I am horrible, incredible, Terrific.
Very Specific about my birthday Cake, if I don’t like the way my name Drake is written on it I will throw the bakers into the Pacific, don’t make pull out my Statistic, coz its Chaotic.
Make a List of the people I Pissed, it will be enough to circle the world 5 times, don’t expect a Kiss from me coz I would rather give you a Fist, my world if full of Mist, I am creepy, Hypnotic.
I Woke up this morning, logged on to Facebook and as soon as I saw that stupid Vince Poked me, drank 20 liters of Coke, Invoke the evil genius in me, start writing Lyrics at a Robotic.
Speed,
Motherfucker what do you think I do for a Living
No forget it ***got I don’t know anything about Forgiving
Pick up that phone I think its Ringing
Forgot to tell you that I have been Rigging
Your phone with explosives, no I aint Kidding
Been following you every time you go Fishing
Will be last coz this time you will be Missing
A head and 9 fingers coz I am Willing
To go down to level 9 when it comes to Winning
Have you ever listened to the songs I have been Singing
And the type of lyrics I have been Inking
Feels like hell coz I am Sinking
In a ocean of bodies and my body is Dripping
Blood, too busy to love sweetheart coz I’ve been Tripping
Watching haters scream while I am Sipping
Cocktail, stay away coz I have been Shipping
Demons from hell, every Monday, and Skipping
Church every Sunday, watching Tera Patrick Stripping
Picking up one MC at a time and Kicking
Their ass and I am not done Killing
Taking a break, Having fun just Chilling.
“Newgod you can’t sing Super Sonic Rap“, “sing like that and you will create a new Mount Everest of Crap”, “Two more verses and the stupidity of this song will be Historic ”.
Oh thanks Alice, that was some real Advice, do you give advices for free or do you charge a Price, coz I don’t have a 50 Cent, you will need a UN order to Restrict.
Me from kicking your ass, try to fight me and your chances of losing is 100 Percent, try playing Russian Roulette with a .45 automatic, that should do the Trick.
Out of all the fools in this World, you had to Speak up Alice, I don’t really get what is wrong with your Girl, gonna have to Sneak into your room, plant a bomb, the explosion will be Gigantic.
For all my haters a Free Advice from a Wise man sitting under the Tree, don’t **** with me or I will sink you faster than Titanic.
Oh my hair looks messed up again, someone please hand me a Comb.
You can’t do anything to ****ing stop me, and I am a ticking Time Bomb.


Time is running out, and you can’t stop me
I am a Ticking Time Bomb
You can’t stop me from blowing up
You can’t stop me from showing up

 

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Newgod's ****y love song about Gambol. ****ing ****.

 

^^^ You have just witnessed hip hop in it's most purest, most rawest form, flow almost flawless

 

Should that not be most pure or just purest and most raw or just rawest?

 

to clarify - is that 10 animals' **** (ie 10 dogs) or 10 different animals (a mini noah's ark of **** if you will)? there is quite the difference in labour and id like to know before I need to do this

 

A. Who is Terry Anderson?
http://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Terry_A._Anderson
B. Newgod drank 20 litres of Coke to invoke the Evil genius inside him?

Gay lord

 

Oh my hair looks messed up again, someone please hand me a Comb.
You can’t do anything to ****ing stop me, and I am a ticking Time Bomb.

Does comb rhyme with bomb?

 

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