Yo this dude was creepin. He was creepin up the shore side, livin room, sore drive. I was rhymin like a whore flyin store crying bore lyin. This dude was creepin like a Heritage masta. Druid in his pocket, playa gone wacksta. Yo dude, you got effervescent wisps of luminescent crisps!???

  -- By Blatter from Da Hood on January 18, 2011