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I have some exciting news! I’m gunna have a exhibitors table at Emerald City Comicon in Seattle on March 28th-30th!!!

Come find me at Table 1404 with my very BURLY booth babes, Mike and Nick Bear! (http://bearmantooth.tumblr.com/ + http://bearmanbeast.tumblr.com/ ) ;9 They also happen to be very talented artists as well so come check us out. If you can’t make it, dont be bummed because anything I have left over will be sold online next month!

xoxo,
Babs!

Joke - RM Lyric Translations

A rhythm that shakes my eardrums
The bass and drum is the oil that allows me to move
Everything that exists, your happiness, and even your New Year’s fortune imma fucking
get em
I’m Elastine and you guys are dandruff
You rap assholes’ levels are all the same
Fame, girls, money that ma honey to the hunnit to the hunnit who dares block me
Imma fuckin beat em
leech-like hater, you kill me, you tie me up, you put me in solemnity
Im so super I juss grew up
beggar-like mothersuckers motherfuckers rot up
and break your hands and feet
make em’ throw a circus, make em’ do chin-ups
everybody fuck up
those girls who talk two different things with one mouth call you unnie
easily teasing others, what are you guys in your own songs, Lee Kunhee?

(T/N: Lee Kunhee is a South Korean business magnate and the chairman of Samsung Group. But resigned due to a Samsung slush funds scandal)

Girls get tangled up more than Paris, your reality clearly shows
those votes you barely get from your fangirls who love hip-hop for Hongdae variety shows are consistent
I open and close the doors of this place as if I’m one of those automatic doors
that rap pain you guys say you feel everyday
I dominate the beat within seconds
When I see you, the beats talk, telling me to beat you up
Your guts are gonna feel a little twisted, (that’s) my pay
(From) Sweden, Germany, Brazil to Japan
My pen gets stronger than your dirty tongue
I finally get to tear myself up, my loss that’s worse than Wu Guang’s

(T/N: Wu Guang was a leader of the first rebellion against Qin Dynasty)

got six bullets in my tongue huh
six snakes in my lungs huh
six shots got me feeling 2pac that’s right these are A$AP’s lyrics huh
just like a couple that carries a marital chemistry, there’s not really much to it
Just like a heaven-like girl, there’s nothing to feel sorrow about
I swoop swoop sweep away the tak tak dust, my tongue-like water. It’s sor-row
Yeah this is a meaningless wordplay you know I got a mufuckin beat
got a mufuckin rhyme
got a mufuckin flow for a mufuckin style
got a mufuckin wine got a mufuckin shine
how many words does all this add up to, my mufuckin line
bitch Im the one I’m so mufuckin prime
You’re so fucking country-like, a village leader, or maybe some muscular guy (gangster) who loves to eat pigs’ feet
bitch I’m your man 10 out of 10 my heart is black, just like a summer suntan
I start my plan, my name’s brand
I do this all on my own, my name’s band
this is a theme park that I built pull the lever
there’s a dramatic difference between your level and mine
my name is greatest and my last name is ever
I’m never gonna submit a name-change request, I’m never ever ever
That’s right you rascal, you’re more of a silly act than swag, bab(food) than top
you act fake rather than give an answer, you piss 3 seconds later after watching porn
I’m top of the top, swag of the swag, answer of the answer sunbaes and hoobaes
turn around and go back
Just peel your dick and eat it, it’s good.
That’s right, you’re my enemy, so I tear my enemies up
Whether it’s the afternoon or night, I’m a fucking early bird. You’re an asshole who only knows how to rap three words
bibidi babidi boobidi babidi. nimini namini jigimi chakami
yours is invalid, just shove down some young pollack down your throat
Are you Mimi, shawty? No answer
My rap is a rap where the knobs are totally turnt. I’ll say one thing about your rap: don’t rap
My rap’s a rap that’s played around a bit of a big pool. Your rap wasn’t rap from the beginning non-rap
Alright, you’re the best girl, bossing me around
so you’re fucking good at being bossy. Ah but now that I think about it, there was never a time that I never had swag
I’ll take the swag from your bossiness and add gonorrhea to it and call you that instead
I pop it rock it knock it never stop it talkin’ some trashes
Because I’m unemployed but you’re the real unemployed one. You don’t even have money for your car payments
You know I ain’t about the thousands let me ride it yo drop it
swap it
rock it mock it stalk it lock it in my pocket
there’s full of monsters
yeah I getting’ on ‘em bitch, gettin’ on ‘em rich
son of the sea shore, you’re son of a beach
I shine like a gem, as if I’m the son of a jade
I’m a monster, son of a stitch
Yeah man I told you that Im a monster
that why I be rappin non-stop
I do want your hands at the concert
want your fuckin damn erry hands at the concert
hit me