Gizoogle - Textilizer The link above leads to a site called "Gizoogle Textilizer", where it takes whatever you type and makes it sound ghetto. I like to take inspirational quotes and run them through it sometimes. :3 You can say simple things like "Hello, how are you?" and make it say "Yo muthafucka, how tha fuck is yo slick ass?" in an instant. It's hilarious imo So just have fun with it! Share some things you "tranzizzled" and let others hear some dank-ass words!
I swear, it's always a Homestuck that brings this topic up. I have no idea how. Speaking of Gizoogle and Homestuck, if you try it with Gamzee's pesterlogs, you'll notice it hilariously doesn't change all that much.
Original: If you want to succeed in the world must make your own opportunities as you go on. The man who waits for some seventh wave to toss him on dry land will find that the seventh wave is a long time a coming. You can commit no greater folly than to sit by the roadside until some one comes along and invites you to ride with him to wealth or influence. -John B. Gough Gizoogled: If you wanna succeed up in tha ghetto must make yo' own opportunitizzles as you go on. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch. Da playa whoz ass waits fo' some seventh wave ta toss his ass on dry land will find dat tha seventh wave be a long-ass time a cold-ass lil coming. Yo ass can commit no pimped outer folly than ta sit by tha roadside until some one comes along n' invites you ta ride wit his ass ta wealth or influence. ---------- Post added 10th Jan 2014 at 01:57 AM ---------- Well, I actually found it looking through the Homestuck tag on tumblr XD I guess some Homestucker found and shared it around and it became popular.
How much you wanna bet that Kankri would think this is the most racist thing that he'd ever have laid his eyes upon?
All human beings is born free n' equal up in dignitizzle n' rights, n' you can put dat on yo' toast. They is endowed wit reason n' conscience n' should act towardz one another up in a spirit of brotherhood. Everyone is entitled ta all tha muthafuckin rights n' freedoms set forth up in dis Declaration, without distinction of any kind, like fuckin race, colour, sex, language, religion, ballistical or other opinion, nationistic or hood origin, property, birth or other status. Furthermore, no distinction shall be made on tha basiz of tha ballistical, jurisdictionizzle or internationistic statuz of tha ghetto or territory ta which a thug belongs, whether it be independent, trust, non-self-governin or under any other limitation of sovereignty. Gangsta up the UDHR!
Be yourself, for those who mind don't matter and those who matter won't kind. - Dr. Seuss Be yo ass, fo' dem playas whoz ass mind don't matter, n' dem playas whoz ass matter won't mind. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! - Ghetto Dr. Seuss
I put in the Gettysburg Adress. One of the best decisions I've made all damn day. Four score n' seven muthafuckin years ago our fathers brought forth on dis continent, a freshly smoked up nation, conceived up in Liberty, n' all bout tha proposizzle dat all pimps is pimped equal. Now we is engaged up in a pimped out civil war, testin whether dat nation, or any hood so conceived n' so dedicated, can long endure. We is kicked it wit on a pimped out battle-field of dat war. Shiiit, dis aint no joke. Our thugged-out asses have come ta dedicate a portion of dat field, as a gangbangin' final restin place fo' dem playas whoz ass here gave they lives dat that hood might live. Well shiiiit, it be altogether fittin n' proper dat we should do all dis bullshit. But, up in a larger sense, we can not dedicate -- we can not consecrate -- we can not hallow -- dis ground. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Da brave men, livin n' dead, whoz ass struggled here, have consecrated it, far above our skanky juice ta add or detract. Da ghetto will lil note, nor long remember what tha fuck we say here yo, but it can never forget what tha fuck they did here, so peek-a-boo, clear tha way, I be comin' thru fo'sho. Well shiiiit, it is fo' our asses tha living, rather, ta be dedicated here ta tha unfinished work which they whoz ass fought here have thus far so nobly advanced. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Well shiiiit, it is rather fo' our asses ta be here all bout tha pimped out task remainin before our asses -- dat from these honored dead we take increased devotion ta dat cause fo' which they gave tha last full measure of devotion -- dat our crazy asses here highly resolve dat these dead shall not have took a dirt nap up in vain -- dat dis nation, under God, shall gotz a freshly smoked up birth of freedom -- n' dat posse of tha people, by tha people, fo' tha people, shall not perish from tha earth.
This is wikipedia "gay" in ghetto Gay be a term dat primarily refers ta a homosapien thug or tha trait of bein homosapien. It aint nuthin but tha nick nack patty wack, I still gots tha bigger sack. Da term was originally used ta refer ta vibe of bein "carefree", "happy", or "bright n' showy". Da termz use as a reference ta homosapienitizzle may date as early as tha late 19th century yo, but its use gradually increased up in tha 20th century.[1] In modern Gangsta, gay has come ta be used as a adjective, n' as a noun, referrin ta tha people, especially ta gay males, n' tha practices n' cultures associated wit homosapienity. By tha end of tha 20th century, tha word gay was recommended by major LGBT crews n' steez guides ta describe playas attracted ta thugz of tha same sex.[2][3] At bout tha same time, a new, pejoratizzle use became prevalent up in some partz of tha ghetto. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! In tha Anglosphere, dis connotation, among younger speakers, has a thugged-out derisive meanin equivalent ta rubbish or wack (as up in "Thatz so gay fo' realz."). In dis use, tha word do not mean "homosexual", so it can be used, fo' example, ta refer ta a inanimate object or abstract concept of which one disapproves. This usage can also refer ta weaknizz or unmanliness. When used up in these ways, tha extent ta which it still retains connotationz of homosapienitizzle has been debated n' harshly dissed.[4][5]
My signature. "There aint enough darknizz up in all tha ghetto ta put up tha light of even one lil' small-ass candle." -Robert Alden
Let It Go from Frozen XD Da snow glows white on tha mountain tonight Not a gangbangin' footprint ta be seen A mackdaddydom of isolation, n' it be lookin like I be tha Biatch Da wind is howlin like dis swirlin storm inside Couldn't keep it in; Heaven knows I tried Don't let dem in, don't let dem see Be tha phat hoe you always gotta be Conceal, don't feel, don't let dem know Well now they know Let it go, let it go Can't hold it back any more Let it go, let it go Turn away n' slam tha door I couldn't give a fuckin shiznit what tha fuck they goin ta say Let tha storm rage on Da cold never bothered mah crazy ass anyway It aint nuthin but funky how tha fuck some distance Makes every last muthafuckin thang seem small And tha fears dat once controlled me Can't git ta me at all It aint nuthin but time ta peep what tha fuck I can do To test tha limits n' break through No right, no wrong, no rulez fo' me, I be free! Let it go, let it go I be one wit tha wind n' sky Let it go, let it go You'll never peep me cry Here I stand And here I be bout ta stay Let tha storm rage on My fuckin juice flurries all up in tha air tha fuck into tha ground My fuckin ass is spiralin up in frozen fractals all around And one thought crystallizes like a icy blast I be never goin back, tha past is up in tha past Let it go, let it go And I be bout ta rise like tha break of dawn Let it go, let it go That slick hoe is gone Here I stand In tha light of day Let tha storm rage on Da cold never bothered mah crazy ass anyway.
let's try the first verse of "your song" by Elton John. It's a little bit funny, this feeling inside. No, it's not one of those you can easily hide. I don't have much money, but if I did I'd buy a big house where we both could live. If I was a sculptor, but then again no... or a man who makes potions in a traveling show. I know it's not much but it's the best I can do. my gift is my song and this ones for you. Becomes It aint nuthin but a lil bit funky, dis feelin inside. Fuck dat shit, it aint one of dem you can easily hide. I aint gots much scrilla yo, but if I did I'd loot a funky-ass big-ass doggy den where we both could live. If I was a sculptor yo, but then again n' again n' again no... or a playa whoz ass make potions up in a travelin show. I know it aint much but itz tha dopest I can do. my gift is mah cold lil' woo wop n' dis ones fo' yo thugged-out ass. ---------- Post added 12th Jan 2014 at 02:51 PM ---------- couldn't help myself Twinkle twinkle lil star how I wander what tha fuck yo ass is up above tha ghetto so high like a gangbangin' finger-lickin' diamond up in tha sky twinkle twinkle lil star how I wander what tha fuck yo ass is ---------- Post added 12th Jan 2014 at 03:11 PM ---------- Last one did someone say Dr. Seuss? be Sam I be Sam Sam I am That Sam-I-am That Sam-I-am! I do not like dat Sam-I-am Do you like chronic eggs n' ham I do not like them, Sam-I-am. I do not like chronic eggs n' ham. Would you like dem Here or there? I would not like dem here or there. I would not like dem anywhere. I do not like chronic eggs n' ham. I do not like them, Sam-I-am Would you like them up in a house? Would you like them wit a mouse? I do not like them up in a house. I do not like dem wit a mouse. I do not like them here or there. I do not like them anywhere. I do not like chronic eggs n' ham. I do not like them, Sam-I-am. Would you smoke them up in a funky-ass box? Would you smoke them wit a gangbangin' fox? Not up in a funky-ass box. Not wit a gangbangin' fox. Not up in a house. Not wit a mouse. I would not smoke dem here or there. I would not smoke dem anywhere. I would not smoke chronic eggs n' ham. I do not like them, Sam-I-am. Would yo slick ass, biatch? Could yo slick ass? up in a cold-ass lil car? Eat them! Eat them! Here they are. I woould not , could not, up in a cold-ass lil car Yo ass may like em. Yo ass will see. Yo ass may like them up in a tree? d not up in a tree. I would not, could not up in a tree. Not up in a cold-ass lil hoopty playa! Yo ass let me be.
Life is too short Grudges is a waste of slick happinizz Laugh when you can Apologize when you should And let go of what tha fuck you can't chizzle Ludd deeply n' forgive quickly Take chances n' give every last muthafuckin thang And have no regrets Life is too short ta raise up in tha mornin wit regrets So ludd tha playas whoz ass treat you right Forget bout tha ones whoz ass don't And believe dat every last muthafuckin thang happens fo' a reason If you git a cold-ass lil chance, take it If it chizzlez yo' game, let it No Muthafucka holla'd dat it would be easy as fuck They just promise dat it would be worth it Life is too short ta be unaiiight Yo ass gotta take tha phat wit tha wack Smile when yo ass is fucked up Ludd what tha fuck you gots And always remember what tha fuck you had Always forgive but never forget Peep from yo' mistakes But never regret Muthafuckas chizzle n' thangs go wack But always remember Life goes on.
