Those in gas, come here, start your prize! Ugh, night owl's for a shot in the dark kid's door is December 4, 2007 This tax measure is backed with buckets of currency and bags of CDs! What? You thought we were done?
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Not entering is like saying I hate free money, and I hate free music Is that the message you want to send? I don't even visit www.myspace.com slash Night owl's for details on how to enter Night owl's for a shot in the dark We give away No purchase necessary, only one entry is allowed for Perseverance, like a rent drawn And we'll be officially notified In the last day of the end, it's December 20, 2007 I don't mean to be bothersome, but the truth is, the truth is, the truth is at times bothersome I'm an expert marksman, and I'm holding a truth gun You do the mathematics, that means you know why I was hired as a lead anchor here at TheCyncast.com I'm not one to be swayed by bureaucrats or conspiracy theorists I can't be held responsible for the length of a guest's laugh My shots are average, but I drive through your torso with a force of a bulldozer with a jet engine Night owl's for a shot in the dark, the giveaway Seriously, do I need to explain myself? Go to Myspace.com slash Night owls and enter For a chance to win a fat stash of glory green and or the soundtrack to your life Shane Newville, formless, available in retailers worldwide on 12-4-2007 Today, I will speak to two individuals, Jeremiah Bond and Art of Fact the Forgotten But first, I'ma play you guys a real flamer, a straight up heater 100% of invisible metaphysical rap lovers are basic, identical individuals with more We're not as infrequent as played in every pretzel Back to back about your rascal, she know what else I think is she knows what to eat But French weren't this game, it's more paralyzing, narrow size, and exotic Heart of the sonnets of the beast every once and every once Left without ease, the one god of creation is patient, but don't let cure the cock spirit Mo, revamp, come on, do I have some enzymes? And I will tell him I don't even know what to leave It'll be foundation, it's miles, nature, cross the content Bitch, the better it's love, talk with it, and I'm all sorry for it in the page Bitch, twice you raise your minds, you raise your mind, I take you to no rest inside the bottle Before the fraction of your destruction, I pray for you guys, the way that you can proceed You want me to do the ass there?
That's my next test Hey yo, soul, can I kick it? Man, this shit will last later be my scorely checkup Scorely? Yeah! I make sure to get into the doctors at least once a score You should do so too if you don't already, everything was good I put on a lot of weight since my last visit Which is a good thing, last time they were concerned about my size At 13, I probably looked about 9 or so Basically I look small for my age, now I'm doing good I've quadrupled my weight since then, so I made a big time Alright, basically I'm full fledged man size now Also, another big plus is that I have high blood pressure So you know my heart's doing it's thang, straight pumping that blood That's more than I can say for a lot of you stiffs, am I right Shane?
Yeah! My cholesterol is through the roof, that's off to me, am I right Shane? You are right! Art effect!
Oh! You're better than it's doing it The eel trunks with pure as my yim honor One weight trip to the lab where I can't rock my zenaka hit by hypocrisy I think the person won with all your trash talk But he was wrapped in back gloss, wrapped in back gloss And it ain't gonna go anger, cuz I'm a hell of a bad girl with bad emotions Mommy, send my phone up, wait twice and I can find you My name is Shane and really that was my song I'm back with my man, or the fact! You there, right? I got some questions for you You ready to do this interview?
Hey! What's going on over there man? Hello! Is this a bad time?
No! No! You guys are pillow fighting? Who's over there?
Who's over there? I can see that, he seems like the tickling type Who else? I got to say Lil Wayne Lil Wayne, did you tell him you're trying to do an interview? Yeah, and then yeah Man, that sounds like fun I wish Shane could have came over Who else?
I bet he likes being tickled Who looks ticklish? Who looks ticklish? Huh? Yeah?
Is that it? No! Really, really, wow! Who else?
Who are you talking about? Is there another max one? Sounds like you guys are having a blast How many people you got over? Did I just hear Kanye West in the background?
No way! Is he over there too? No way! Kanye West in the background Me too!
No! Oh! Sounds like they're getting you! Someone's getting a tickle on!
You lose! Ooh! That sounds like a good one! How many guys have you taken a hold down in the artifact?
Oh! That must be silly. If you had your brothers you could pick anyone in the world Who would you like to have tickled you? Oh!
Rock him! So, I hear you're retiring Yeah! Take a cap off my panic Capitalize! One is opportunity to offer my talents To the father instead of following trains They're talking bats, he can rams his music comes from within So when it's wrong, shit I spit And I want it here, well done from the sun But serving you, breaking it, chasing it from my trends I'm afraid too, I'm afraid that I'm harmless But since it goes to shake the underground And make it soon, I end up violent And they don't come to those different ways to have sex That was Braille, artifact and ill trip Off nine hours, number three Right now, I'm back With another fine friend from around the way J.
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Z Or Jeremiah Bonds Why don't we get down to business, if you could ask God one question And one question only, what would it be? Like Black Jeremiah, why would you say such a thing? I love white Mexican Jeremiah, you should love everyone Blacks, whites, and Mexicans. So, why do you like white people less than you like Mexicans?
Okay, so you were just joshing me. You actually like black people too, right? You had me kind of nervous there with your answer there that made it sound like you didn't like being black. I'm like, whoa, all right?
You threw me a curveball, bro. I wasn't comfortable. I wasn't even sure I wanted to put this thing out. You know, I was like, I don't know if this cat is going to air because it sounds like Jeremiah Bond's a young black male does not like being black and whatever, you know, but he was kidding me.
Oh, yeah, sorry, my bad. I was just thinking out loud. Boom! That was so pee.
Jeremiah Bond's. Am a man sitting on from Deep Space Five off night. I was four. Do that, do that, do that, do that, do that.
Ah, yeah! So, Mr. Bond's. U-R-P-S-D, the big 619.
The hardest hardcore parts. Why don't you break that down for our international brethren? Yeah, okay. I sure did.
It's a little reliquable. Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah, sorry. I was just thinking out loud.
Boom! That was so pee. Jeremiah Bond's. Am a man sitting on from Deep Space Five off night.
I was four. Do that, do that, do that, do that. Ah, yeah. I'm not sure this little reliquable of me, but it's a mechanism that's next to you.
It's a couple of luckily for me. Uh-huh. There's a lot of gangsters here, and a lot of people rockin' on it. Word up, son.
I got the same tattoo. And the tag is looking shot. You hear that, Shane? Best watch it back, homie.
What do you mean? Just stay out of my hood, fool. Am I right, Jim? Am I a Bond?
Yeah. So, do you talk, Gats? Heck yeah, man. No doubt, man.
If I leave my house without my strap, book naked. Heck yeah, man. Yo, Jay. I'd like to give you the opportunity to tell the whole world who and what you got love for.
Uh-huh. Word. Talk, fam, real talk. Respect, respect.
Oh, yeah. Nice. No doubt. Clean, keep it clean.
Word up. That's my man, Jeremiah Bonds. Making pastries for your ears. Everybody out there across the world.
Don't forget. My man, Jeremiah's on night house four. I am on night house four. Yo, I'm taking submissions for night house five.
Are you aware of that? You can send an MP3 to submit at syntaxrecords.com and that is spelled S-Y-N-T-A-X-R-E-C-O-R-D-S. .com. If you'd like to song consider for the next night house, make sure to include the song credits because I'm not about to try to.
Don't forget to enter. Night house four. A shot in the door. Give away.
Do it. That's real talk. www.myspace.com slash night house. We got a lot of great things popping about, so pay attention when your schedules permit.
This is a suggestion. Also, don't forget. Also, yo. Also, don't forget to end.
Also, don't forget. Hey, bros. Yo. Also, don't forget to enter the night house four.
A shot because I'm not about to try to bloop. Last time they were good. Last time they were good. You're a dork.
Last time. Yo. Ready? Hello.
Hello. Hello. Hey. Jump.
Jump. Jump. Jump. They're gonna say job.
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Jump. Jump. Robics. Yeah.
That is going to stay exactly how it is in there. Alright. I wish I could hug you right now. I'm going to place it.
I wish I could hug you, Jay. Thank you guys. I can't hear anything you're saying, dude. You should love all people.
I need help. I can't think, dude. But you can place everyone. What?
Well, you should love all people. All people are God's people. You should love. Oh.
Are you talking to me? Are you talking to me? Yeah. I'm scared.
Now that we have auto tune. I can sing any notes. And it puts it right in tune. And I don't even have to sing.
Good.