Here's some old artwork that helped me get into studio junior year...and some lyrics to a song i've been digging.
Big wet bottle in my fist. Big wet rose in my teeth.
I'm a perfect piece of ass.
Like every Californian. So tall I take over the street.
With highbeams shining up my back. A wingspan unbelievable.
I'm a festival. I'm a parade.
And all the wine is all for me.
I'm a birthday candle in a circle of black girls.
God is on my side. Cuz I'm the child bride.
I'm so sorry but the motorcade will have to go around me this time.
Cuz God is on my side. And I'm the child bride.
And all the wine is all for me.
I'm in a state. I'm in a state.
Nothing can touch us my love.
9 comments:
so these drawings are to blame for the hell we have endured?
awww...MASON, COME TO PHILLY. you'll feel better.
You too Gordon.
can i come too
i'm not going if lanny's going
i'll go with lanny and mason.
i'm DEF not going if charlie's going
I'll protect Mason when we go.
I am his guarding angel.
Be quiet Dan B. you know you want to come to philly too!
....come to philly.
p.s.
come to philly, ALL of you!
ha
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