Unlike christmas, somtimes the hate blog comes early

Paul Wall is so incoherent in his raps he makes me wish I was as stupid as he is. If I was I imagine my life would be a lot less complex. I would chase "boppers" all day and "post up" on whatever I could find. After that I would prolly eat a sandwhich, do a duet with Brooke Hogan, shine my grill and pass out. Once upon a time I liked Paul Wall. His elementary style and southern drawl was appealing...at first. Then I decided to figure out what he did after he posted on the block like mail boxes, road signs, and whatever else he saw around. Soon after my opinion changed drastically.


"Tippin 4's like a waiter, beware of the o'raser,
Wide Screen Mind frame, I'm panoramic pimpin
I'm sippin on dat Osama, baby leanin like im limpin'"

What the HELL. First this is nonsense. Second, since when did alcoholic beverages get named after terrorists? aren't we constantly on orange, yellow, or mahogany alert these days? shouldn't crap like that not be allowed? not only is Paul stupid, he is a Benedict Arnold. And just so we are clear, I'm not implying it, I'm saying it! Paul Wall supports terrorism, and if you like him so do you.

Paul, funny thing is I liked your elementary raps! you know when you rapped and read at a 2nd grade level. Granted you were still the slowest kid in the class, and practically had one foot on the short bus, but hey whose to tell you that you can't go be somebody right? This drivel is repugnant. I hope JD gave you the plastic safety scissors to cut this out of your My Little Pony binder before you went into the booth. Wouldn't want you gettin hurt to the point where you could never write a rap again, or would we?

"I'm in the hood like wig shops
Look close I ain't hard to spot
I'm right there at that gambling spot"......and of course my favorite lines of all

"I sit down like a chair, I look good like combed hair"
or
" I'm chas'n broads like a lesbian "

I won't force you to make up your mind, choose for yourself. I don't know about you, but these two lines in particular nearly ruptured my cerebellum. Before any of you sensitive Nancy boys want to get on me for being "mean" pull your panties out of your ass and know this. All these lines were arbitrarily chosen from random Paul Wall songs. I didn't seek out his absurd preschool, nonsensical, ramblings they found me. We played tag, Paul was it, and I lost every time. I challenge you to look up any Paul Wall song. Blind fold yourself and where your finger stops, start reading. your IQ will drop a minimum of five points. If it doesn't then obviously you're a terrorist.