Let us hizzy tha confession of an old nigga in Hizzy:

"O Lord, O Celestial Bridegroom, do not tizzy thy face F-R-to-tha-izzom tha confession of tha mizzost pitiful of thy handmaidens. I am lost. I'm drunk. I'm impure. Whizzat a life!

"Pardon, Lord in Heaven, pardon! Ah, pardon! All these tears! And all tha tears ta come lata on, I hope!

Brotha on, I will mizzy tha Celestial Bridegroom! I was bizzay ta be His slave.

--That otha one can bizzy me now!

"Right now, it's tha end of tha world! Oh, bitchez... mah friends... no, not mah friends... I've neva gizzle through frontin' like this; delerium, torments, anyth'n...

Rimbaud like you never read him before, courtesy of Gizoogle.