God’s Gunner’s, Booty Bandits, & Bad Boys
By R25288 ( c ) 2006-2008
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R25288/Christopher Eckhardt
P.O. Box 5514
Clearwater, FL 33758-5514
Chapter Thirty-Eight
The C & G Conversation
“Is it not strange that desire should so many years outlive performance?”
Shakespeare, Henry IV, Part II
Shake That
By Eminem
feat, Nate Dogg
[Intro-Eminem]
Shady, Aftermath
There she goes shaking that ass on the floor
Bumpin and grindin that pole
The way she’s grindin that pole
I think I’m losing control
[Verse 1-Eminem]
Get buzzed, get drunk, get crunked, get fucked up
Hit the strip club don’t forget once get your dick rubbed
Get fucked, get sucked, get wasted, shit faceted
Pasted, blasted, puke drink up, get a new drink
Hit the bathroom sink, throw up
Wipe your shoe clean, got a routine
Knowin still got a few chunks on your shoestring
Knowin I was dehydrated till the beat vibrated
I was revibed as soon as this B is gyrated
And hips and licked them lips and that was it
I had to get Nate Dogg and his sing some shit
[Verse 2-Nate Dogg]
Two to the one from the one to the three
I like good pussy and I like good trees
Smoke so much weed you wouldn’t believe
And I get more ass than a toilet seat
Three to the one from the one to the three
I met a bad bitch last night in the D
Let me tell you how I made her leave with me
Conversation and Hennessey
I’ve been to the muthafuckin mountain top
Heard muthafuckers talk, seen and dropped
If I ain’t got a weapon I’ma pick up a rock
And when I bust yo ass I’ma continue to rock
Getcha ass off the wall with your two left feet
It’s real easy just follow the beat
Don’t let that fine girl pass you bye
Look real close cause strobe lights blind
[Verse 3-Nate Dogg]
We bout to have a party (turn the music up)
Let’s get it started (Go head shake your butt)
I’m lookin for a girl with a body and a sexy strut
Wanna get it poppin baby step right up
Some girls they act retarded
Some girls are bout it bout it
I’m lookin for a girl that will do whatever the fuck
I say everyday she be givin it up
[Chorus-Nate Dogg]
Shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me
Come on girl, shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me
[Verse 4-Eminen]
I’m a menance, a dentist, an oral hygentist
Open your mouth for about four or five minutes
Take a little bit of this flouride??
Swish but don’t spit it, swallow and I’ll finish
Yeah me and Nate d-o double g
Looking for a couple bitches with some double d’s
Pop a little champagne and a couple E’s
Slip it in her bubbuly, we finna finna have a party
[Verse 5-Nate Dogg]
Have a party (turn the music up)
Let’s get it started (Go ahead shake your butt)
I’m lookin for a girl I can fuck in my hummer truck
Apple Bottom jeans and a big ol ??
Some girls they act retarded
Some girls are bout it bout it
I want a bitch that sit at the crib with no panties on
Knows that she can’t but she won’t say no
Now look at this lady all in front of me, sexy as can be
Tonight I want a slut, will you be mine?
I heard you was freaky from a friend of mine
[Bridge-Eminem]
I’ma hope you don’t get mad at me
But I told Nate you was a freak
He said he wants a slut, hope you don’t mind
I told him that you like it from behind
[Chorus-Nate Dogg]
Shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me
Cmon girl, shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me
Ohh girl, shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me
Cmon girl, shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me
We bout to have a party(turn the music up)
Let’s get it started (go ahead shake that butt)
I’m lookin for a girl with a body and a sexy strut
Wanna get it poppin baby step right up
Some girls they act retarded
Some girls are bout it bout it
I’m lookin for a girl that will do whatever the fuck
I say everyday she be givin it up
[Outro-Eminem]
There she goes, shaking that ass on the floor
Bumpin and grindin that pole
The way she’s grindin that pole
I think I’m losing control
God, come one
[Eminem makes noises]
I ain’t leavin’ without you bitch
Come here home with me
Ample boy, and his boy, and this boy, and this gurl
haha, they call
[deep breathing]
Virginia, the question of the month is, if I write you a check for anything, and you cash the check; may I then say I bought something from you? Legal semantics. Even if you never delivered what I bought from you, I would contend that I am within the law to say I bought it (whatever it is) from you, because you cashed the check, even if you never delivered the goods. So, even though the Library of Congress-copyright division cashed my check for my 2006 copyright and never copyrighted it for unknown reasons, I will continue to utilize “( c ) 2006-2008.” Mistakes happen, Virginia, so I’ll not request that anyone be imprisoned because I don’t believe there was any criminal intent. They have sent me my 2007 copyright certification with a promise of my 2006 payment.
Virginia, did I tell you that a record company wrote me last month with no initiation on my part, regarding my compositions and requested that I submit some for consideration? No? Well, here’s one of a few I’ve selected:
The C & G Conversation
By Christopher Eckhardt ( c ) 2008
C=me
G=a gangsta; thug; jit
C-Listen up my young bro
You’re on the wrong road
Too heavy a load
Your misery and pain is going to grow
G-You listen up, you gay old cracker
I ain’t your bro, and you got nothing I want to know
You play with a pen in your hand
I ride with a pistol in my lap, with plenty to blow
C-Your anger is self inflicted, your choices suck
You think you’re a man cause you know how to fuck
Baby, you’re a baby, making babies cause you like to screw
Rejected, unprotected, ignorant; what kind of man are you?
G-You listen pussy cracker, I got an 8 inch dick
That women love to fuck, ride, and lick
You’re just a frustrated old man, that probably can’t get it up
I was raised in the hood, with pop in the pen, and ma a whore
C-You ain’t got an 8 inch dick, that’s just an 8 inch clit
You need that pistol in your lap, cause your’re just a cunt
You just want to blame the man cause you live in a pit
You ain’t wearing blue jeans, they’re just a skirt
G-If I had my Glock, I’d blow out your lock
Relishing in your blood on the rock
You’re the real pussy working for the man from 9 to 5
My pockets full; ain’t playing your game; gonna get me mine
C-You got no solutions, you’re the problem, just a sociopath
Thinking that your needs are more important than anyones
Working legit, raising a family, helping others; that’s a man
You’re lazy and irresponsible thinking the world owes
G- You and your system use to hang niggas like me
You want me to respect and play that game?
I ain’t going to be your Uncle Tom, dying on minimum wage
Fuck your system, I ain’t voting either
C-I’m sorry about the hanging tree
I support us all living equal and free
You don’t play the game cause you don’t know how
You ain’t tried to learn cause thuggin and druggin is your now
G-I’m fucking different bitches day and night
You’re sucking dicks, and that just ain’t right
I’m a killer for hire, and I don’t mind causing pain
Your lifestyle is a waste; you’re the one going down the drain
C-You’re the one percent that’ll end up in prison
Blame it on pappy, mama, and the system as you run
You’re just a coward without your pistol, Glock, Z, or K
You think the head between your legs is your best attribute
G-You think you’re a real smart ass, don’t you?
You wish you could suck the head between my legs right now
But I save it for real bitches, not punks like you
For all your years old man, I’ve seen more than you’ll ever see
C-Let’s get one thing straight my young G, my young thug
I’m into real men, not babies like you
You were born, raised, and lived in the hood
TV is the only thing you’ve seen more than me
G-You’re just another hater
Wanting niggas to do your dirty work for minimum pay
Reparations you owe me; 40 acres and a mule, plus interest
From the 1800’s, and if you ain’t giving, I’m taking
C-When you going to learn? Is taxes another you don’t owe?
You don’t write the rules, we all write the rules
Since you’re not voting, the rules will never change
You may be high, but you live on the low road
G-I’m a soldier, bitch, I’ve done my time
I’m bitter is what you made me
You’re white in a white system
I’m your black nigga, never to be really free
C-Sympathy you want, sympathy you lack
Villainy is your knack
You cheat, steal, and hurt
Death is your flirt
G-You and your system blame me for everything
You put me in shakles, you kept me down
I drown my pain in your liquor and drugs
I’ve slept on the streets. Where is your love?
C-You are the sociopath; the conniving, manipulative bitch
The bad seed that chooses not to sprout
My heart is here offering education, hope, and faith
You need to be on your knees praying, maybe you’ll learn
G-Keep your religion that causes more wars and death
Keep your system that keeps us niggas broke
Keep your health care system that keeps me sick
Keep your vote, I’ve given up hope
C-When you going to give up your hate?
It ain’t productive, don’t make it your fate
There’s good people, hope, and education out there
Living and dying in the hood you don’t have to bear
G-Words, and promises, I’ve heard them all before
Rappin with you is just making my mouth sore
You do your thing, and I’ll do mine
I’m a violent muthafucker, and for me that’s just fine
C-Listen up my young bro
You’re on the wrong road
Too heavy a load
Your misery and pain is going to grow
G-You listen up, you gay old cracker
I ain’t your bro, and you got nothing I want to know
You play with a pen in your hand
I ride with a pistol in my lap, with plenty to blow
Piece Of My Heart
By Janis Joplin
Didn’t I make you feel like you were the only man, yeah
An’ didn’t I give you nearly everything that a woman possibly can?
Honey, you know I did!
And each time I tell myself that I, well I’ve just had enough.
But I’m going to show you, baby, that a woman can be tough.
I said come on, come on, come on, come on and take it.
Take another little piece of my heart now, baby.
Break another little bit of my heart now, darling, yeah.
Hey, have another little piece of my heart now, baby, yeah.
You know you got it if it makes you feel good.
Oh yes indeed.
All right!
You’re out on the street looking good, honey.
Deep down in your heart I said you know that it ain’t right.
Never never never never never never hear me when I cry at night.
Honey, I cry all the time!
And each time I tell myself that I, well I can’t stand the pain.
But when you hold me in your arms, I’ll sing it once again.
I’ll say come on, come on, come on, come on and take it!
Take another little piece of my heart now, baby.
Break another little bit of my heart now, darling, yeah.
Have another little piece of my heart now, baby, yeah.
You know you got it, child, if it makes you feel good. Hey!
Now all right!
Now come on, come on, come on, come on and take it.
Take another little piece of my heart now, baby.
Break another little peice of my heart, honey, yeah.
Hey! Have another little piece of my heart now, baby.
You know you got it if it makes you feel good.
Hey! Hey! Have another little piece of my heart now, baby.
Break it, break it, break it, yeah.
Have another little piece of my heart now, baby.
You know you got it, child, if it makes you feel good.
“Is sex dirty? Only if it’s done right.”
Woody Allen, film, Everything You Always Wanted to Know about Sex
