every blogger i tink shud at least introduce themselve once in a while... den de reader would noe wat kinda person de blogger is.. well.. im,
'hi, my name's enix.. can call me chen hong if u dun lik de name.. i dun giv a dam... 17-18 (yr 06-07).. from JB.. now klang! well.. im a wat kinda person? erm.. i dunno.. im a guy 1st of all.. str8 n love girls.. not gay.. although my blog's rap sux n sound gay.. but if u not down wit it.. call me 0162452623 drop name n place.. beat all i giv u.. come battle.. =P haihz... actualy i oli rap when i have de inspiration, de mood, de beat, de angry-ness... hmm.. well i love rap.. 2ndly i STIL love rap.. mayb alot ppl dun underst dem.. but.. atleast i do.. so.. if u dunno wat i write den nvm lar.. skip n go to de more 'proper english' or more clean's 1 blogg to read ba.. no bad word.. free of dissing n pissing! wel.. my blogg site is actually jz to say out wat i feel bout '2day' i've got atleast 10 page ba.. bout rap n my life...' says enix
'rap is my everything.. i rap when im unhappy.. i rap when im down.. i rap when im taking bath... i rap when im facing sumting tat make me unhappy... even a pillow.. haha.. im s2pid darn i rap bout ppl.. i rap bout ppl's feeling.. n i dun k who o wat de fark ar u.. well.. once reaching here.. u guys shud b starting to underst me.. i scold alot bad words.. haha.. dun lik it? den leave ba.. hmm... recently i rap bout jealousy n sum of my oth prob..' enix continue....
'till here.. i got to call a stop 1st.. i wanna go rest my mind.. NOW... im having sum atitude prob.. n i nit proper anger management!! who can tell me or talk to me now? cincai ba.. giv me a call.. 9.11pm 1st Feb.. im waiting.. ciaoz..' enix added..
-eND @ lame interview.. LOL-
Monday, February 12, 2007
inTrO = =!
yo mothafacker im back..
enix _ de i-n-c is back n bad
de true emcee u nv found through de weak n sad
well, if u may.. i wanna intro-dick mysf
ahem.. my fave colour is red, lik de blood, shit bla bla bla~
flowing of out de dickhead who murder, umm.. shoot himsf dead
YO.. i tink about suicide over n over again..
tats y all my lyrics finished up wit me dying in de end
but i dun giv a fuck, lik my middle finger's stuck
if i got chance, i would stand in de front of a crowd sream 'I SUCK'
now duck.. im running full speed towards u
u tried to shot me wit a gun but every bullet bounced off me *haha*
u slipped n twigged ur ankle at ur left foot
den u starting yelling 'pls let go'
i care fuck n i jz swallow ur whole foot lik a egg roll
wit 1 leg u start hopping, crippled..
no point.. i pull my knife out n cut off ur right nipple
alrite 4get all tis imaginary shit lets get serious
curious u said, say i rap to flirt
i cant rhyme now.. i jz murder de alpha ummm bird
a 2 zee
im not acting lik im master P o jay-z
i jz trying sound out all de pain i c..
im a emcee n a lyricist
tats y i fucked up n 4get all de line i wrote
n make mysf walking so s2pid when i choke
when u all ask me to rap n talk bullshit so tat u can entertain ursf
now fuck y'all im not tat easy
sum ppl tink i crazy
gurantee.. i insane-crazy
sumtime i write too muc rhyme it make my mind run fast n pacey
tats y i talk so fast n race-y
try to stop me pls now my mind is racing
at de outro i write a poem
*2molo, 2molo n 2molo*
tats shake-spears work while watching gay porn
im not a poet..
its a waste, wasting ink on a stupida paper
n forcing mysf to b quiet
i cant... im LonGSiu X, eNix G..
dun even mess wit me B
or i'l cut off ur LP
-eNd-
enix _ de i-n-c is back n bad
de true emcee u nv found through de weak n sad
well, if u may.. i wanna intro-dick mysf
ahem.. my fave colour is red, lik de blood, shit bla bla bla~
flowing of out de dickhead who murder, umm.. shoot himsf dead
YO.. i tink about suicide over n over again..
tats y all my lyrics finished up wit me dying in de end
but i dun giv a fuck, lik my middle finger's stuck
if i got chance, i would stand in de front of a crowd sream 'I SUCK'
now duck.. im running full speed towards u
u tried to shot me wit a gun but every bullet bounced off me *haha*
u slipped n twigged ur ankle at ur left foot
den u starting yelling 'pls let go'
i care fuck n i jz swallow ur whole foot lik a egg roll
wit 1 leg u start hopping, crippled..
no point.. i pull my knife out n cut off ur right nipple
alrite 4get all tis imaginary shit lets get serious
curious u said, say i rap to flirt
i cant rhyme now.. i jz murder de alpha ummm bird
a 2 zee
im not acting lik im master P o jay-z
i jz trying sound out all de pain i c..
im a emcee n a lyricist
tats y i fucked up n 4get all de line i wrote
n make mysf walking so s2pid when i choke
when u all ask me to rap n talk bullshit so tat u can entertain ursf
now fuck y'all im not tat easy
sum ppl tink i crazy
gurantee.. i insane-crazy
sumtime i write too muc rhyme it make my mind run fast n pacey
tats y i talk so fast n race-y
try to stop me pls now my mind is racing
at de outro i write a poem
*2molo, 2molo n 2molo*
tats shake-spears work while watching gay porn
im not a poet..
its a waste, wasting ink on a stupida paper
n forcing mysf to b quiet
i cant... im LonGSiu X, eNix G..
dun even mess wit me B
or i'l cut off ur LP
-eNd-
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