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Bonzi_b, also known as The Lord of Chats was a user on the ED IRC network until getting sent to prison and could at times be seen roaming around Freenode and Rizon looking for potential targets to hardchat until they're in a fetal position crying for their mommy. He's known for his amazing rapping skills that makes 2pac look like a talentless nigger, and all around hardchatting.
He often is protective of his sister (who has fetal alcohol syndrome), and will lose his shit and spam you if you mention the slightest negative comment towards her. Bonzi_b's dream is to be a nigger, specifically Biggie, in his quest to achieve full niggerdom he's often seen rapping in various channels. Recently he has been doxing himself so people will fight him, so if you have the chance, go beat his ass (Though you will just find a general store), be careful, it's been confirmed that he has an AK and isn't afraid of going out shooting.
He is known to have ruined multiple users by doxing them, hardchatting them into oblivion, or both. Since his mortal enemy melt isn't around anymore to harass him and his retarded sister, he has been seen blogging in #buttnerd and rapping in #ed trying to convince people that he's black.
—Nicotine, a perfect example of bonzi_b's eagerly expectant audience | ||
A Sampling of Bonzi
—bonzi_b, greeting his beloved IRC peers | ||
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Lyrics (With improved grammar and spelling!)
2 Seater
I'm in a two seater Two cups and two liter Two bitches No room I need a new speaker One of them hoes Put the heel of a stiletto thru my tweeters Now it's hard to hear the trebel I got my cardigan disheveled Utter my name My white tee is torn And all covered in stains Straight out the gutter I just came My older cousin's deranged They locked him up in E's He drove my mother insane Now I'm a King
Somethin' Gangster
This is somethin' gangster We do it like the mafia I can't tell no secrets I can't show you the codes HM You call me a C-Rab That's your fuckin' head You come around my pad uninvited And you're fuckin' dead I don't know you But I fuckin' said You ain't fuckin' with me, Face, or Brazy Reds HUH
Brand New
Brand new clip Brand new nine Brand new bitch Brand new ride Brand new weed Brand new high
Locked in 2 The Truth
I'm locked into the truth Just to keep out the lies see What's in my success Is my demise And I'll probably never make it But just know I tried I just wanna make it through tonight I hope everything will be alright
4 My Shooters
son bust one squeeze one i do this for my shooters and not 4 bammers out here talkin tough behind computers :) i just hit the club and then i tell these bitches choose up. and u know my money long there is no sense to get ur ruler that dope money that blow money that blood money that show money that slow money that 94 them small faces that old money :) that yellow ho i trapped that her hair long and her ass fat im GQ ima class act :) and i been thru it all like a lab rat Diamond in the back woodgrain on the dash and ur boy drive stock candy rims on smash 2 dope style i dont ever say #swag bandana on my face strapped like an a-rab yea
Sure Shot
there'll be shottas shot i done shot a lot shot the nine shot the rock sure shot shot for sure but im s e c u r e :)
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