Textbook Has No Shame (Now With Scottish Accent!)

in fact I am not even sure if

 

Careful what you wish for.

 

I started adlibbing at the end this time I was so into the flow of my scottish accent, JJ's welcome to do the transcript.

 

 

Is it all nothingness, eternal obsidian?
Or tormented sufferers, infernal oblivion?
Or smothered in god's love for us, vernal Elysium?
What believers believe in turn will imprison them
Some people quote scribes divine about the final curtain
But I quote Royce the 5'9" and say that "Death is certain"
And I'm hurtin', wantin' answers, looking for a chance for
Redemption or life extension, cos my mother just got cancer
In her left breast, flesh of death where I fed as an infant
Gave me life, gets me thinkin', you can be dead in an instant
No rehearsal, no reversal, eventually the hearse'll
Take you to the coffin, no dodgin', it's universal
I want to know the deaths of my offspring, to see how they exit
But I'll be in underground lodging, for them I accept it
And beneath dirt, work and hurt in mother earth deep
My form'll disperse as it formed at birth and I'll truly start to sleep

 

For now my life's enlightened like the shining of two suns
My whole world is brightened by the life of my new sons
The gemini factor, and I am a slacker
Washed up would-be rapper, nerdy backpacker
Sad excuse for an actor, but now I'm confessin'
Before this new chapter as I receive a double blessing
You would think I'm stressin with three kids, a triumvirate
But I learn lessons from the pressure, I won't go under it
The first twenty years I had a ball, it was all playing
Now I see I didn't grow at all, I was only aging
Now I'm at a stage when there's no more time for faking
Had my fun baby making now I'm bringing home the bacon
My hip-hop cred is dead when I tell you that Matt be
Actually happy when he's changing a nappy
And that be wisdom of the ancients, my statement
For the elation of creation of children there's no replacement

 

 

Such a teeny being, barely calls to mind a man

Ladies tee hee when they see him, ask him to stand

Though he is already, so this makes him red, he

Knows ladies want cannelloni but he only got spaghetti

He just doesn't have the size to measure up to other guys

No matter how hard he tries he's considered small fries

He's so bitter and twisted, screwed up with hate

This little sad midget, threw out his measuring tape

And what's this mini-me's indentity , who's this frustrated little prick?

Why, the Tony Cox of cocks, it's Solarluna's dick

 

Anyway SD as you may have detected I come from a hip-hop background and there's this whole "No homo" thing that goes on in hip-hop. Originally a genuine homophobic thing it's now mutated into a sort of ironic/sarcastic thing done to mock homophobia. So everytime someone says something kind of gay you don't let it pass by without a joke.

 

But your new avatar made me think you were offering me flowers or something.

 

They weren't kidding about PA being serious business.

 

It may even be more serious business than the internet itself.

So am I.

Sorry if I was over familiar. Was just trying to be nice.

Now I can actually see you I feel that i really like you.

Weird.