Welcome to Phatmass a Universal community.

You don't need cash to join; you don't need a degree

come as you are and be set free

but if i come as i am.. you sure you'll accept me?

I love women who work their dignity
That they got from the head of the Holy Trinity

phatmass repping till infinity, e-ministry composed
like a symphony.

those who have eyes got 2 c
the true Truth is in the Catholic mystagogy

And just to add a bit of levity
The Boston Celtics are crappy-diddy-dee!

boston ain't bad. but the lakers got Kobe?

One of the reason I h.ate Boston is that their city is mad moldy!

hey dont hate (don't hate, appreciate) on Boston, im from their homie..lol

It's nothing personal homie, I just got represent
I just believe that all Bostonians much repent
From the sins of "the nation"
It makes me wanna vomit
And the next time they'll win a series will be the time we see Haley's Comet!

(NOTE: That may backfire as I have NO IDEA when Haley's Comet is coming again.)

Halley won't be coming 'til twenty sixty-one so you got it.

Sweet Salt, thanks for your co-operation
In raining down some hatred of the Red Sox Nation!

JM + JT

Woah slow down there before your train misses the station
I didn't mean to offend with my provided information

Your intention is moot for the effect is the same
My statement stands as fact: the Red Sox are lame!

JM + JT

I think you have forgotten the point of the game
To rhyme, making yours and the line before sound the same

My bad I will shrink away in disgust and shame
Before I do more to defame my name

Don't worry my friend, we all need some clarity
Now back to the rhyme and the fun we had with charity

Charity, exactly! I smiled when kujo attacked me. The
Red sox being the best make a lot unhappy.

I figured I would change the tenor of this board
To give some praise and honor to the name of the Lord
He is, He was, He'll always be until the end of time
And that is why I bless Him with my holy-rollin' rhyme!

No praise equals the utmost crime
to a God most holy and sublime
Righteous hip-hop with Truth & Christ's name
Puts the demon-filled secular fare to shame!
From experience, this I know
Too often, music's made to breed woe
But God's graces infuse the Phatmass MCs
as surely as Peter held those Keys!

(note: i'm tired, it's late, and skipped my coffee today, so i'm probably not at my best.

im so addicted to this site im on all the time, the only time i get off is to go to the potty lol

this thread is hype like slick rick singing "la di da di"!

Some people take my confidence as snotty
It's just that I know that my Lord and Savior gots me.

...right in his pocket like a latch and a locket

I'm so cool, I keep my rosary in my pocket

And I keep myself holy by pluggin' into the Word like a socket!

to stop the devil from getting a hold

I call upon the Messiah who was foretold
By Isaiah, Jeremiah and Ezeikel too
To make all things new

I'm offering up my final today for all of you

Methinks that's a funk-fresh thing for you to do!

what a whack test
I hope I passed
whatevs, at least there's no mo' math class

just be on guard for summer addiction to phatmass

Man if Phatmizzle was a grad-course I would totally pass!

Yup, totally pass, head of the class
we're sick of gangsta rappers, time to throw out the trash

I don't wanna be rude, I don't mean to be brash
But those "thugs" can't even pump my gas!

Relax fast, blast back to Sunday Mass
'n offer up a prayer that their caste won't last

The last are the greatest in the world we live

But for the line that follows, brother please forgive,
You forgot again the game-play, Kujo, man, what gives?

well I don't going what all's goin on here
so I'm leaving now...
bye.

So for my absence, I hope ya'll didn't cry
Because I've had to work so many hours I may die

Even though I try and I try,
Telling truth ain't as easy as a lie.

I drop to my knees, with a tear in my eye
And pray to the Lord, pleading "Why, oh why?"

"Why must You forsake me Adonai?"

Adonai, El Shaddai - sometimes i find i
Try too hard to make it, so i fake it, and i cry
To You, my King, remembering, you're everything
We need to succeed in this life that flies by

He don't want it to become repetitive
I respect that, too; it's style I can dig

My flows pump out like an oil rig!

I drink your milkshake, have a swig

I share it with you cuz we're called to give