Song entitled "you & your hoe crew", speaking out angainst white suprecist and hate groups (with an idea on a follo-up song)

[Mr Theodore Marvin Bell]

 

 

On Tue, May 15, 2012 at 5:04 PM, Theodore Marvin Bell a href="mailto:[e-mail]">[e-mail]> wrote:

 

 

 

On Tue, May 15, 2012 at 5:02 PM, Theodore Marvin Bell a href="mailto:[e-mail]">[e-mail]> wrote:

 

 

 

 

On Tue, May 15, 2012 at 4:00 PM, Theodore Marvin Bell a href="mailto:[e-mail]">[e-mail]> wrote:

 

 

 

 

On Tue, May 15, 2012 at 3:29 PM, Theodore Marvin Bell a href="mailto:[e-mail]">[e-mail]> wrote:

 

 

 

"You & Your Hoe Crew" by Theodore Marvin Bell

 

You & your Hoe Crew,

Know that I'm Better than you and your Hoe crew.

My perspective is ta' view you & your hoe crew,

like,... a white-supremacist hate group.

that discriminate & hate ta' see My Pockets filled w/ Loot.

Afraid to compete on an Equal Plane,...( sample the Sound of an El Al 737 jetliner )

because I'm better than you & your hoe crew.

Giving you forewarning for when I'm coming,...

                  @ you & your hoe crew. ( brackground over dub "War" by B.Marley/ echo chamber "Transformer Scratch")

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Catch Me on the Dolo, Han Solo in a Bar

I ain't sleeping,  I'm Throwing  Bolo's Brawling w/ all Ya'll! ( calmly whisper an intense  "you and your hoe crew")

                  "this one goes out to you & your hoe crew"

 

 

 

 

 

 

Specifically you !

                  yet, generally speaking, your hoe crew ! ( Reverb !)

 

 

 

 

 

 

    Bash your head open with'a Bottle of Grey Goose, (sound efx "smash/shatter")

    Still gripping the bottles-neck,...

    Stab, Slash, Gash open your neck

    Repeatedly, or until you & your hoe crew's Blood bleed exceedingly,

        Profusely, manuevering past security,

        Breathing a sigh of relief,...

                   as I dip back into the darkness of the street

                  Hawking flem ( Sound of spit)  when I think about you and your hoe crew

     (accent) & from my vantage point, sniping @ EMT's, ( Sound of Sharpshooter Rifle loading & firing with a silencer )

 

 

 

 

 

       w/ a fully-loaded extended clip of intelligence,

       until multiple shots hit,...

                  you & your hoe crew.

 

 

 

 

 

       yet, @ this point, I guess it's for the thrill,

       sense, lyrically I'm an expert marksman, 1 shot 1 Kill.

       Riddle your mutilated cadavers @ point blank range   

 

 

 

 

 

       w/ a 12 gage of Rage

       littering the gutter w/ the corpses of you & your hoe crew.

      

 

      

      

     

      

      

       (Idea: a follow-up song called "you & your hoe crew" a southern bass party anthem)