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Persona 2: Nico Brown Jr.
A series of videos, songs, and performances using rap music as a form of cultural criticism and art critique.
She's a Yella
Dumb Dick Danglas
06/10/08
03/20/08
01/29/08
11/15/08
9/15/08
6/23/08
Verse 4
6/12/08
Verse 3
Verse 3 lyrics
Mutahfucka, Mutahfuckera, Mutahfuckea, Mutahfuckea,
Mutahfucka, Mutahfuckera, ,
I be having this twich in my nerves
I be having this twich in my head
Mutahfucka
I be having this twich run my blood
Mutahfucka,
I be having twich in my dick
Mutahfucka,
I be having this twich hit my heart
Mutahfucka
I be having this twich when I wake
Muthafucker muthatfucka
Mutahfuckers listen up,
This twich blowing up, I aint stopping till the alarms pull me away
Cause I’ll beat, crack, break heads till they fucking split
Starting with LA , New york, worldwide bitch!
From Saatchi to gogysh, shit I’ll handle dis with a bitch slap
no more pretty pictures, u fucking outdated muthafuckers
shove that brush in your ass, twirl, pop out, paint your face like 2 girls and cup
Mothafuka I luv the stank of pussy on my lips
So im creeping on, eating art kids for dinna,
Holla Hannibal and Hitler drunk inside me ,
Call it another 9ll, I Osama bin laden
Mothafucka me against dis art game, holding mine till you know my name, watch the spots, light my charm, homicidal manics raise your arms show love for this twich, against all, lets blow this bitch
Mothafuka im losing my head
Let me borrow your head
Let me borrow your head
Cause im losing my head
Im losing my head
Let me borrow your head
Let me borrow your head,
head im loosing my head
im loosing my head, let me borrow your head
let me borrow your head, im loosing my head,
mothafucka, im losing my head
let me borrow your head.
6/08/08
Verse 2 - Take 25
Verse 2 - Take 16
Verse 2 - Take 3
Verse 2 Lyrics
Cut me open and find 9 mes inside of me, each one a crazy personality
How u stopping me n dis army, inside a me are facist terrorists
With da hearts of rapists
Punk bith, ricth bitch, bling bitch
uuu a garden state pussy, therapy whoring cunt
Quite ur fucking crying, slit ur wrists, blow ur brains
jump out
fly from
a 1o story, till u hit that fukn floor
Cause I'm a vampire thug, a dog brain nigga
Razor fist vulture claiming my fame
stealing ur bling, Killing that smile, Sucking ur dry
Till u die
6/02/08
Verse 1, take 22
Verse1, take 12
Verse 1, take 1
Verse 1 lyrics
Fuck painting
Blum and Poe u a hoe, Lets go toe to toe
Or give ma fucking solo show
Been dreaming of a bombing,
U a bitch Patrick painter,
cokhead yellow fever fat fuck
Lock me up put me an mental, Cause Listen up
rich bitch bling bitches, east coast, nor cal
go home - tell errr daddy u got a new friend
“who dat”, Song Kwai Li - in this bitch
tossing hate, young money thug educated stupid
degrees falling from my pockets
don’t confuse me for no hood nigga
no baggy pants no white tees,
I be stunting flannel facism tight blue denim And a piar of doc martins
Ready to bash ur face
Cause I carry no click like a bitch, A sick savage like Patrick batmen
With twitch for killing, no this vampire nigga ana joking
So quite yo fucking smart takin Old money bitches
Quite ur fucking arrrt makin, U should have been a fucking lawyer
Rich bitch bling bitch
Come errr let me touch that soft skin, so nice under fancy dress
Can u feel this dick hit your brian, This hate tear your clit