Tuesday, December 11, 2012

Murry Christmas, Bitches…

Awe man, it’s been a minute.  Never fear, though, I come bearing gifts.  Sean P has been on fire lately (more on that coming your way courtesy Brainslice…or so I’m told), leaving a trail of wack rappers curled up in the fetal position wherever he goes.  Mix in a little holiday spirit with that Mic Tyson-flow, and apparently you get ass-flavored candy canes, a toothbrush full of balls, and rap hands.  Coal never sounded so good.  Peep:

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