Kneelength Posse
Mmm, Dick Tastes Good 7" prison-grey colored vinyl...$6
The debut release from Kneelength Posse has arrived!!
"Mmm, Dick Tastes Good" 7" (first press is a limited edition of 500 copies--get it while it's gay!)
A. Mmm, Dick Tastes Good
B. Mangina, Gangsta Gary
"MMM, Dick Tastes Good"
The cocks, rocks and locks that made Da Kneelength Posse. Learn how these notorious gangstaz learned to luv menzkind.
Dis here is da story of 3 ordinary thugz who went to da pen and came out Da Kneelength Posse. Suckin' mo dicks than Baskin Robbins got flavaz. Let's take it from da top:
In 1992 in Nashville ("Cashville"), TN, Bruce 9 was a stick-up kid, workin' liquor stores and slangin' rocks. And fuckin' all kinds of fine ass hos. One night, when he was low on cash, he stepped into Wang's Liquor to make some duckets for some kilos. Bruce 9 had got into the habit of getting high off his own supply, and he had spent up all his benjamins. He grabbed a bottle of Couvousier and showed the cashier his I.D. After the transaction had been made, Bruce pulled out his other 9 and emptied the mutha fuckin' drawer at gunpoint. But dat nigga so dumb, he left his I.D. on the counter as he sped away in his Cadillac, thinkin' he home-free.
Lotsa niggaz in town were suckin' on 9's rocks back in '92, and Lance 6 was one of his best customers. Lance. A light-skinned brotha who had a true love for getting' high as fuck on crackrocks. Before Bruce robbed the store, he called up Lance to see whaddup. Lance was in bed, getting high as hell. Bruce said he was gonna pull a job real quick but he's goin' be over in a bit to get high with Lance. Lance said bet. Lance had been up for 6 days out of his head on rock and he and all his hos had run out of matches. Now all Lance and his bitchez had was a blow torch. He took a big ass mutha fuckin' hit and burned his face and body all to hell. Bruce 9, in his getaway car, shows up at Lance's crib, only to find that nigga on fire. Bruce opens his bottle of Couvousier to put out the fire, but it just makes it worse. Luckily for Lance, the cops trailed Bruce, and put the fire out. Lance, on probation already, had to take a quick vacation. Bruce came with him.
Up on the outskirts of town, the infamous Dollboy, or DB as he is known, was at the highway rest area, trying to make a dollar to buy one of Bruce's Pimp Ass rocks. It wasn't no thang to DB to go out to the truck stop and suck a dick. DB was a girly ass nigga from the get-go, but that nigga could smoke mo' rocks than anyone in town, so Bruce and Lance didn't mind him comin' around. Little did Bruce and Lance know, they would soon be playing for the same team as DB. DB scored the deal of a century. Some lovely handsome man said he would give DB $100 to suck his dick in the back of his Ryder truck. DB drooled at the chance - he could stay rocked up for days with that kind of money! He jumped into the truck and suddenly he was surrounded by cops and cameramen, and his own momma even saw him on a popular TV show that night.
Bruce 9, Lance 6 and Dollboy next saw each other in Lockdown D., where they were surrounded and anally raped by a dozen HUGE black guys with big ass peckers. It was then and there, in Lockdown D, that Bruce 9, Lance 6 and Dollboy found themselves, and each other. All that time wasted on hos, but no mo'.
They went to the pen straight, and came out Da Kneelength Posse, gay as shit!