Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Vote. Or get battle rapped to death.

Senor Uppercut wants to write something witty or funny or inspirational about the vote.

Nope.

All I want to say is let me find out you didn't vote. Here's what will happen:

I'm gonna battle rap you till you die.

That's right. Detroit CYDI will come to your house, car, or job at McDonalds and battle rap you till you collapse and die. This will be the most potent of battle raps. Think "canibus when he first started beast from the east so ill i got AIDS scared to catch me" type shit.

Doc, Ruf, and Sean will take 8 hour shifts spitting some of the most potent flames, and they'll all be about you. Yeah buddy. We will hurt your feelings. 24 hours of continuous rapping, until you collapse or explode; whichever's cooler to watch. Chea

***note...if you voted for McCain, we'll just break your legs and sick hungry alligators on you.***

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