Tuesday, January 8, 2008

Forked tounge ass headed shit sucking moron

I see so many people trying to copy others. But me, in all honestly, i likez to be the trillest most genuinely, ya know what i mean? I try to understand where most people are coming from and see there point of views the way they do. But there's a certain point where you have GOT to call a motherfucker on there bullshit. A certain someone tried me with some shit about being in Iraq, and serving time in prison(2 consecutive terms) which totals out to 14 years in a federal joint, and i got the closest of my brothers from other mothers over there RIGHT NOW, plus kin folk doing that hard time. But we weren't even close to the sandbox back then. So i said what needed to be said despite the fact that there was more than enough folks present for them to be sufficiently embarassed, no need in being quiet about it if you're not the only person who feels like "they have got to shut the fuck up with this lying ass shit" there are only so many ways to make me actually go the fuck off on you for random shit but that was rediculous. The place where i come from you get up at least two or three times a night to check on your crib (crackheads), in the morning you let your dogs out(incase you were asleep you keep them inside to keep others out). You'll see the street business as usual, and the usual suspects, you may even see a fight in the early morning if a head passes out in the wrong yard (mine was one of them) and gets caught. The cops never rode past the front of my house, all the people on my block knew eachother and the last thing you ever did was leave you house alone at night, or leave a window open. All this was the opening of conversation with the shit talker whom i have referred to earlier in my opening statement. The part where i called his bull, i simply told him if the boys that i hung out with in the "bottom" could hear this they would roll, he asks why and i simply said "bring what you say to g-ville and let them get u outisde and it would all be over but the crying." There's this saying we got there: I'm fo sho wid it, (i'm foe show wid it)-a little pronunciation, which bings me to the closing statements, if that dumbass went to any place where the real killas be, he wouldn't come back, they would've murked him on tha spot. (there's this thing about messing with chumps who come through the hood) I used to enjoy this, then i met this fool, and just before i called him out and was kicked out the place, i hit him in his mouth, and when he asked why, i referred to the above staement, called him a chump and waited for him to come outside...........................................

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