His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy There's vomit on his jersey already, eighth martini He's lazy, but on the surface he looks calm and ready for car bombs, But he keeps on forgetting that he's eight down, The whole bar goes around He opens his mouth, but the shot won't go down He's choking how, everybody's joking now Last call announced, time's up, over, blaow! Snap back to sobriety, oh, he dates a fatty Oh, there goes Curry, he smoked He's so mad, but he won't give up Hennessy, no He won't quit it, he knows his rep's in a chokehold It don't matter, he's dope He knows that, go for broke He's so glad that he knows When he goes back to his stripper's home, that's when it's Back to the 'yac again, yo This whole damn bar scene He better go hatch a bowl movement and hope it don't pass blood You better lose yourself in the nausea, the movement You own it, you better never overflow (flow) You only get one sht, do not miss your chance to blow These bubbleguts come twice every morning (yo)
Bleacher Report was just a site where random nobodies posted blogs I thought? And then they hired a few legit writers. So is it now a social media site where people post things like this and try to get their 15 minutes?
Yawn... Come on son, A middle-aged groupie talking like he just got done off his knees after wiping off Steph Curry's c*m get a life ya bum, how many ships have the Warriors won? Stick to ya day job son, lookin' like a fat, pasty version of Klay Thompson And I aint done, Talking mad **** now that ya team is winnin' But I bet you wasn't yappin the Rockets were kickin yo teams ass at a historical rate, even had yo coach trippin Trying to foul our players when we was hittin 3's back to back Talkin **** about my team, don't make me laugh, How bout u check the stats We 119-89 against ya squad all-time and that's a wrap, Mad cuz Harden won the MVP from his peers, Talking **** when yo squad got 1 ring in 40 yrs. It's clear, this dude is a bandwagon queer actin tough, but yo bars lighter than veneer Lames start dissin so I have to comandeer Yeah we started slow but we pickin up steam By the All-Star break you'll see what I mean When we firing on cylinders, it's a wrap for yo team And last but not least, If you win the west Let's see how u do against A Cleveland team that's not missin 2 stars Yeah Mchale got fired, but send Mark Jackson my regards... I'm done.
