Introduction

Hey Dude. These were originally supposed to be kind of ironically offensive so keep that in my mind. They also just have a kind of old school rhythm so for the album I was thinking maybe they could just be dropped in randomly for comical type effect-like a character. Probly something like Old Dirty Bastard for Wu Tang (RIP) They were all text prints before so the idea was a viewer “heard” a unique “track” in their head while reading..i dunno ☺ lemme know how u like em
<3 eammonn

Beardo motherfuckin Classic

all yall punks try but
ya just can’t hack it
wack shit!
is wat you are spittin
U be..
trippin like a ‘lil ass kitten
I been..

Beardo mutha fuckin Classic!

chubby,hairy,
whiteboy rappin
the emceeeeeee with tha body hair!
think I give a shit….(?)
But I don’t carrrrre

Beardo muthafuckin Classic!

All you punks try but
You just cant hack it
Fantastic
this rap shit
Call this.. the immaculate conception
As an artist my shit is retarded
After this there will be no more
Playing the race card
Make all kids a fan
Is the master plan
Break bread and eat jam
I mean marmalade
No beef in ‘93
Keep youre ear to the street
This shit is deep
You are now witnessin a masterpiece
In the same at least as Paul’s Boutique, Peter Gunnz,
And Lord Tariq…
Rest in peace to the God Aeson Unique…


i rock like this
this is how i rock
a filthy red beard
a big white cock
sockin to em,
knockin em out wit
RockemSockemBoppers
and moon shoes
bring your guns
and bring your crews
all mc’s is old news
i will not quit!
and I will not lose..


fresh to death!
and you know this shit is hectic,
impressive,
the medium is the message and the message is clever
battle me motherfucker!!
you’ll die like an easter egg

your sporting kansas city
im fuckin Pele
kickin the shit
that makes youre grandma’s pussy wet!


it would’nt be California without Mexicans
Brown Love
Irish Pride
And I’m drunk again…
Fuckin stereotype
Ounce of truth, a pound of jest
My brain is lazy tho
Hazy tho
Just need some rest
Been up all night,
Drinkin
Thinkin
Rhyming
Crying
Sighin
Goddamn motherfuckers im tired of trying
When shit gonna get easier
I see you there
Struggling,jugglin
Them balls,them jobs, them kids
Like you, I need a vacation


B+E+A+R Dough!
Your girl is a bitch
And your mom is a ho
Def like MOS
Cooler than most-
Undisputed king of the Left Coast!

Son of a bitch
Getting paid, getting rich

Getting mad props like [bad person's name]
Fuck Cotton
I’ma one man cash crop
Spraying Rusto with some motherfuckin gusto
My name is BEARDO!


Son ofa bitch
Getting paid
Getting rich

When I move big niggas flinch
Cute like a pussyfart
Capturing minds and
Mad bitches hearts
Rhymes complex to which
you have No! defense
sick like a virus
dirty like Osirus
B+E+A+R Dough!
Your girl is a bitch
You already know
Icky bitch
Spreading that jock itch
And soriosis
Wrote this one for my buddy who passed away
RTA was his graffiti “crew” stood for “ready to attack” or “ruff times again”

RTA as they say,
Ready to attack
Six different ways and shit
Straight up and down
Tears of a clown are streaming,
From my eyes to my BEARDO
My thoughts are clear tho
In memory we’re turning frowns
And Heinekin bottles upside down
Shout out to my crew
Tight as a belt yall
We at a full sprint
Your wack ass
Is crawlin,trawlin
Baby mc’s don’t compete
On a mic or fuckin wall
From the mc that’s hairy
All I really wanna say is
‘Rest in Piece Larry’