Cold Truth said:
i liked my one legged, retarded g unit kangaroo personally.
Aight, check it out, I got someone for all my real dawgs on the grind out there...
BLACK MCGYVER. yeah, I said it. Black McGyver. Instead of slinging crack or killing the courts, my man was nig-rigging cats' boots off their trucks and isht. He would even construct bulletproof vests out of old Members' Only jackets, some saran wrap, and your mom's old-ass cutting board. And a paper clip. As time went on, Black McGyver's love for Hip-Hop began to reveal itself when he got tired of rigging up cats' sound systems to the city's third rail system and began to go for self. Rigging up his own mic out of a funnel, a wiffle ball, and a Zippo lighter, he made it his mission to make his skills as versatile and resourceful as his nig-rigging skills. Allegedly, he was shot at by a group of delusional ex-Microsoft employees who heard that Bill G. was about to sign his ass. He was like "hell naw, I'm indie all the way homie" and proceeded to bust on all their asses with two twin mahoghany Glocks! Word even has it that this cat made his own equipment out of a case of Spam, two black and white TVs, and box of paper clips! His debut LP, "I Got This Homie, Get Me a Paperclip" will coming soon to a Home Depot near you! COP DAT!