I won't bore anyone with ego or rambling bullshit, so I'll keep it simple and sweet. I enjoy a circle of close friends whom have no complaints about my companionship and looks. I don't mistake my confidence for conceit, as I have plenty of knowledge to know the difference between the two. Respect me and I'll respect you -- you dirty bitches.
Hearing nothing but chirping crickets... Justin decides to just press on, giving his audience some hot milky flava. Bringing back the funk is what he does best.
"You can all just lick it... just lick it good. All you pussy little followers who think you can dance and shake yo thang like me must be out of yo mind yo..." So says Justin as he frames his penis to back up his destructive anger.
Here Justin flips the universal BIRD whilst frolicking like a little bitch on stage. You see, Justin thinks he's the only black man who can sing and dance with such soul. Such captivating soul. His ties to the Mickey Mouse Club are far behind him, as he's all grown up now and hip to the beat. The beat of the Black Cracker. OOPS...did I just just say that? [source]
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