The Story: Don't eat the fruit in the garden, Eden,, It wasn't in God's natural plan., You were only a rib,, And look at what you did,, To Adam, the father of Man.
The Story: You smell like goat, I'll see you in hell
The Story: All the b***h had said, all been washed in black
Actually, it was my friend Brian who misheard these lyrics. We were pleasantly herbally enhanced when he looked at me dead serious and inquisitive, asking "what do Negro wrestlers have to do with anything." In our enhanced state, it took me a while to realize he was talking about the song, but when I did I made him sing it to me and the rest of the dorm.
2/19/2002 8:36 pm
Age it happened
Better than original?
Convinced others you were right?
Was partying involved?
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