Little Miss Muffet sat on her tuffet snorting some THC. Along came a spider, slid down beside her, said what's in the bag, bitch? — Funkadelic Copy Share Image
Uninvited into the brain, her body creeps at will, making love unto my thoughts. — Funkadelic Copy Share Image
Little Miss Muffet sat on her tuffet snorting some THC. Along came a spider, slid down beside her, said what's in the bag, bitch? — Funkadelic Copy Share Image
The rich got a big piece of this and that, the poor got a big piece of roaches and rats. — Funkadelic Copy Share Image
Good thoughts bring forth good fruit, bull shit thoughts rot your meat. Think right, and you can fly. The kingdom of heaven is within. — Funkadelic Copy Share Image
Not by the hair of my chinny chin chin, if you ain't giving head, you ain't getting in. — Funkadelic Copy Share Image
You can find the answer, the solution lies within the problem, the answer is in every question. Dig it? — Funkadelic Copy Share Image
Every thought felt as true or allowed to be accepted as true by your conscience mind takes root in your subconscious, blossoms sooner or… — Funkadelic Copy Share Image
She laid there, mouth wide open, wig half off, snoring, breath smelling like a 1948 Buick. I was sick with the filthies and she… — Funkadelic Copy Share Image
You rise as high as your dominant aspiration, you descend to the level of your lowest concept of yourself. Free your mind and your… — Funkadelic Copy Share Image
