Post by Psycho Vindel on Dec 7, 2021 11:26:50 GMT -5
The pawn shop /slash/ smoke shop /slash/ adult book store /slash/ deli /slash/ check cashing was not well lit. It served multi-purpose purposes, for perps and pervs alike and Psycho Vindel he was perp and perv through and through. The samgsung was heavy but he just carried to obese men to the best match of their lives, so he can sling this up onto the counter.
Rest and restitution for an aggravated assault charge he committed last year. Sitting on a bid to send him to New Jersey State. Restitution, he’s on it. Community Service, he’s on it. Pawn and Yawn. This is breezy butter on bread. If’n you know the bodegas, you know what we be talkin bout up in here.
TWENTY-FIVE cash in hand. Uno Link-coney. Uno Jack-sony.
Subby the six for the gabba-ghouly on a grinder-sony.
Take a big only bite cuz carrying fat boys in sweat pants cosplayin something they aint is hungry work and Psycho Vindel has a hunger for more punk bitches that think they know somethin’ about knowin’ somethin.
Not to mention it’s for ugly white bitches with good credit and a toyota corolla.
Sub a sore buck for a fruit punch cuz spit roasting scrubs is thirsty work.
We end up now with a Hamelhousen, uno Link-soney stickin around and he’s joined by his friends Washington and the Cooler Washington.
Psycho Vindel walks out of the pawn shop with a fist full of dollars and starts waxing the poetics
“For an actual retail price Samsung TV at Two forty-nine, ninety-nine.
That's not bad math. That's street math. Kyrie King, I know you know how to do it. I know you know whats up. But I want you to fully be aware of whats going on. I’m here on community service. I bring a pistol to the ring. I just got done whoopping 2 pedigreed push-overs in pumps and push-up bras. Well, at least one was wearing a training bra. At 40, TJ Greymore needs a little extra support and I gave it to her.
You wanna fight me, you know where it’s at. Leave you out there on your ass like Addias on the wire. You want to put the work in yet I’m the only man with the boots on. I just carried two champions on my back and now I gotta carry you too. When I get done with you, they gone have to change MLK Bully to Psycho Vindel Court. Gonna get a drive by every two houses. Get the tenth home invasion, free.
That's what you ghone get when you come up against Psycho Vindel. I been tellin everybody for weeks now that I aint nobody special and that kills you mother fuckers because I’m makin waves and I’m makin tracks. Putting these Timbs in ya back like it was 1860 all over again.
Skill don’t beat crazy. But it is real fuckin funny whewn dudes like you lose to guys like me because you”figured me out.” Boy, ya’ll gone have tah tell me the secrets to Narnia or somethin because even I aint done that. But we’ll find out real soon what chu know and what chu don’t. I carried two sacks of shit at Turmoil, I think I can kick your ass down the road like the interest on a car note.
Cuz I’mma beat chu like its december first 1865. Only got a few days left, so we best make them days count.
How many days we got? Ooof. Boy, we better make that shit count. So while you up there smokin’ a cigar, bein somethin you aint. I’m out here in these streets, being the only thing that I know how to be.
That's real. That's Dangerous.
And Sunday night, I’m gonna break your fuckin neck
I don’t give apologies.
I give eulogies."
Rest and restitution for an aggravated assault charge he committed last year. Sitting on a bid to send him to New Jersey State. Restitution, he’s on it. Community Service, he’s on it. Pawn and Yawn. This is breezy butter on bread. If’n you know the bodegas, you know what we be talkin bout up in here.
TWENTY-FIVE cash in hand. Uno Link-coney. Uno Jack-sony.
Subby the six for the gabba-ghouly on a grinder-sony.
Take a big only bite cuz carrying fat boys in sweat pants cosplayin something they aint is hungry work and Psycho Vindel has a hunger for more punk bitches that think they know somethin’ about knowin’ somethin.
Not to mention it’s for ugly white bitches with good credit and a toyota corolla.
Sub a sore buck for a fruit punch cuz spit roasting scrubs is thirsty work.
We end up now with a Hamelhousen, uno Link-soney stickin around and he’s joined by his friends Washington and the Cooler Washington.
Psycho Vindel walks out of the pawn shop with a fist full of dollars and starts waxing the poetics
“For an actual retail price Samsung TV at Two forty-nine, ninety-nine.
That's not bad math. That's street math. Kyrie King, I know you know how to do it. I know you know whats up. But I want you to fully be aware of whats going on. I’m here on community service. I bring a pistol to the ring. I just got done whoopping 2 pedigreed push-overs in pumps and push-up bras. Well, at least one was wearing a training bra. At 40, TJ Greymore needs a little extra support and I gave it to her.
You wanna fight me, you know where it’s at. Leave you out there on your ass like Addias on the wire. You want to put the work in yet I’m the only man with the boots on. I just carried two champions on my back and now I gotta carry you too. When I get done with you, they gone have to change MLK Bully to Psycho Vindel Court. Gonna get a drive by every two houses. Get the tenth home invasion, free.
That's what you ghone get when you come up against Psycho Vindel. I been tellin everybody for weeks now that I aint nobody special and that kills you mother fuckers because I’m makin waves and I’m makin tracks. Putting these Timbs in ya back like it was 1860 all over again.
Skill don’t beat crazy. But it is real fuckin funny whewn dudes like you lose to guys like me because you”figured me out.” Boy, ya’ll gone have tah tell me the secrets to Narnia or somethin because even I aint done that. But we’ll find out real soon what chu know and what chu don’t. I carried two sacks of shit at Turmoil, I think I can kick your ass down the road like the interest on a car note.
Cuz I’mma beat chu like its december first 1865. Only got a few days left, so we best make them days count.
How many days we got? Ooof. Boy, we better make that shit count. So while you up there smokin’ a cigar, bein somethin you aint. I’m out here in these streets, being the only thing that I know how to be.
That's real. That's Dangerous.
And Sunday night, I’m gonna break your fuckin neck
I don’t give apologies.
I give eulogies."