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Aucoin Andy <[log in to unmask]>
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Scholar Leaders at Miami University (Ohio USA)
Date:
Wed, 12 Nov 1997 10:23:58 -0500
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Hey Everyone,
         Some have you may have read this before.  I just recieved it.  I
laughed. I also was a bit offended.  I was wondering what everone else
thought about it.  Please remember that I posted this to create a discussion
topic.  I am not making a statement. Please let me know what you think.
 
Love,
Andy.
 
 
EBONICS  X-MAS
>'Twas da night befo' Christmas & all in the hood, >Not a homie was
>stirring cuz it was all good. >The tube socks was hung on the window sill
>and we all had smiles up on our grill. >Mookie and BeBe was snug in the
>crib in the back bedroom, cuz that's how we live. >And Moms in her
>do-rag and me with my nine, >had just gotten busy cuz girlfriend
>is fine.  All of a sudden a lowrider rolled by, >Bumpin' phat beats cuz
>the system's fly. >I bounced to the window at a quarter pas'. 'Bout ready
>to pop a cap in somebody's ass! >well anyway....I yelled to my lady, Yo
>peep this! She said, Stop frontin' & just mind yo' bidness. >I said,  for
>real doe, come check dis out.  We weren't even buggin', no worries, no
>doubt. >Cuz bumpin' an  thumpin' from around da way >Was Santa, 8
>reindeer and a sleigh. Da beats was kickin', da ride was phat >I said,
>"Yo red Dawg, you  all that!" He threw up a sign and yelled to his boyz,
>>"Ay yo, give it up,
>let's  make some noise!"  To the top of the projects & across the strip
>mall, >We gots ta go, I got a booty call!"  He pulled up his ride on the
>top a da roof, >and sippin' on a 40, he busted a move.  I yelled up to
>Santa, "Yo ain't got no stack!" >he  said, "Damn homie, deese projects is
>wack! >But don't worry black, cuz  I gots  da skillz  I learnt back when
>I hadda pay da billz." >Out from his bag he  pulled 3 small tings >a
>credit card, a knife, and a bobby pin.
>He slid down the fire exscape smoove as a cat, >and busted the window
>wit' a b-ball bat.   I said, "Whassup, Santa? Whydya bust my place?" >he
>said,"You best get on up out my face!"  His threads was all leatha, his
>chains was all gold, >His sneaks was Puma and they was 5 years old.   He
>dropped down the duffle, Clippers logo on the side.
>Santa broke out da loot and my mouf popped open wide. >A wink of his eye
>and a shine off his gold toof, He cabbage patched his way back onto the
>roof,  He jumped in his hooptie wit' rims made of chrome, >To tap that
>booty
>waitin' at home.  And all I heard as he cruised outta sight, >was a loud
>and hearty.....
>                                       "WEEESST SIIIIDE!!!!!!!"
>

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