Thursday, January 3, 2013

TORTOISE: The People's Choice


Sweet Jumps
Yep Yep. Drop it. I want to thank you for lettin' me be myself. Let's swing it. I want to start this fucking year off by lettin' y'all know where we're coming from this year. TORT TEAM. 2013. "WHAT TIME IS IT?" - What you'll be asking, dorks.

Sucka MCs? I scare 'em.
Girlies? I gotta love 'em
Rhymes? Comin' outta my ears.
The competition? In tears.
Learn the dance moves? By the dozen.
Battles? Please step up cuz' I love 'em.

Let's start this MOFO year off right, on two of the right feet. 1. This is some extreme bullshit...so that we can go uphill from here, but also 2. This is a good example of where we're coming from this year:


Now, nobody on Earth likes that. Not even Mr. Ice, and he got paid for it. But here's the thing, dillweeds: this is how we're coming for 2013.

THE TORTOISE GENERAL BLOG IS VANILLA ICE AND HIS CREW.

Unplug the nonsense. We come in to wreck the party and we turn the party out. Everyone gets scared. Champ shit. 

YOU AND YOURS ARE THE TOWNSPEOPLE / HERBS.

Let's review the clip and hear what the locals (you) are saying while we drop our shit.

"GASP!"
"What is going on!"
"Oh my god."
"Oh no."
"Hey, watch yourself there."
"Hey, careful there."
"Get out of the way."
"He's taking over"
"What is going on?"
"Let's get out of here."


THESE ARE ALL THINGS YOU SAY WHEN YOU AND US MEET. YEP YEP. Now, get out of here.


US AND YOUR GRAVE
 (YOUR GRAVE NOT PICTURED, BUT IT IS BEING DANCED ON BY US.
After we killed you verbally, you had a normal funeral and
were buried in a lovely cemetery, but then MY CREW dug your shit up
and re-buried you under the dance floor. Then we danced on your grave.
Also, a bunch of hicks dance on your grave every night. Straight up fact.)
 And we're out.

In conclusion: The people's choice. Please step up.

TORT TEAM BLOG SCORE 10/10


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