For Bill and Jessi: an interpretive excerpt of NWA’s Fuck tha Police, by a Giraffe.
Blake is very excited because I get so angry at the end. I am tired. My neighbors are black. I hope they don’t want to kill me now.
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That was mesmerizing. I didn’t remember that NWA were such horrible rhymers though. I had no idea that Giraffe and trigger rhymed. Also, you should know I woke Jessi up to watch our video, thank you!
SHUT IT BILL! I put all of my heart into that for you and Jessi, See how much I love you guys? Do you SEE??
<3!
LOL @ “fuck a title” -I am feeling the same way
Right?? These last few posts are always the roughest.
LOLOLOLOL