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To E to the G to the G to the STYLE
To the artist formerly known as Egg, I don't know who you think my owner is... but he is not some 2 dollar "date" from Brooks Road... he cannot make up funny rhymes on demand for your sick amusement. art comes from inspiration and lots of intoxication. So when you least expect it, maybe you will get your request.
Love, Kota
P.S. sniff, sniff... I miss your bottom

LAMP!
I love lamp!
In need!
Don't leave your fans hi and dri without another tidbit from the mind of ICEMAN.
Hopkins says he needs it like he needs the Chronic!
AHHHHHHHHH GEEEEEEEEZ!!!!!

Dude, Where's My Jeep.....
sounds like a lotta second hand moke. No doubt you inhaled.
got the munchies?

Not me dude...
Kota has a legal script for her cataracts... but I do sometime catch a little second hand smoke... sorry...
get up on this
my lumps my eggalicious lumps

Eggalicious
Iceman. What are you mokin' when you come up with this stuff?

Eggalicious
Eggalicious definition make them ducks go loco
They want my treasure so they get their pleasures from my shotgun
You could see you, you can't squeeze me
I ain't easy, I ain't sleazy
I got reasons why I tease 'em
Ducks just come and go like seasons
Eggalicious
But I ain't promiscuous
And if you was suspicious
All the shots is fictitious
I blow kisses (mmmwwahhh)
That puts them ducks on rock, rock
And they be lining down the block just to watch what I shot (four, tres, two, uno)
So delicious (It's hot, hot)
So delicious (I put loops on the rock, rock) more »