[high-pitched scream] STOP IT! You say one more line and I'm-a have to smoke myself!
Catalog
Fax Bahr
You that weak fuck from the club.
Gary: You know who this is! I'm from Bill Gluckman's office! Tec: Damn! He's the one that's down with the bitches and hoes! [awkward silence] What? you think we ignint just cuz we live in tha hood? Gary: No, I didn't say that. Tec: Whatever.
Traffic, traffic lookin' fo my Chapstick, feelin' kinda carsick, there's a Ford Maverick.
I'm gonna be on the campaign trizzy too, 24/7. you know, kissin' babies and whatnot.
I got a PHD. Poser Hater Degree.
PJ: If you jacked it, how come you got a receipt? B-Rad: I stole that, too.
B-Rad: And If I work hard, I can be the biggest rapper there ever was? Ronnie Rizzat: Rapper? Hell, no, you stink. B-Rad: Don't be hatin'. Ronnie Rizzat: I'd rather eat garbage then listen to your tired-ass rhymes.
My name is B-rad. Not Robbie van Winkle. I like my lattes nonfat and don't fo-get the sprinkle.