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whats good everybody, its your boi OP, gimme a shout.

BASICS

Height:179 cm - 183 cm (5'11" - 6')
Weight:78 Kg - 82 Kg (171 lbs - 180 lbs)
Birthday:March 24, 1988
Sexual Orientation:Heterosexual
Dating:Single
Living Situation:Living with roommate(s)
Location:Kamloops, British Columbia, Canada
Join Date:02:06pm | Oct 13, '06
Profile Updated:12:33pm | Sep 18, '08
Last Active:11:31pm | Apr 08, '09

INTERESTS

Reading Material:Graphic novels, Magazines, Non-fiction
Movies:Action, Comedy, Documentaries, Horror, Westerns
Art:Body Art, DJing, Song Writing
Animals/Pets:Cats, Dogs, Reptiles
Cars:Audio, Drag Racing, Drifting, Imports, Modifications
Music:Hip-Hop, R & B, Rap, Rock, Soul, Techno
Sports:Basketball, BMX, Boxing, Fishing, Hockey, Paintball, Wakeboarding, Motocross, Fencing
Activities:Clubbing, Cooking, Drinking, Driving, Gambling, Listening to music, Partying, Poker, Pool/Billiards, Traveling
Outdoor:Camping, Fishing, Hiking, Exploring, Traveling

ABOUT ME

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Where to start , im 5'11, eyes that change color, tatoos on my left arm, sleeve is damn near complete! then on to the right arm!.... graduated from VVSS year 06 baby!!, i got a really fuckin awsome group of friends and my crew is known for gettin roudy n holdin it down.From the SAHALI REGS to the tight VVSS CREW we arent to be fucked with, all my boys you kno who u are, regulate your set homie. I enjoy partying as much as the next person but you'll find i do it like no other. My reputation procedes me cuz i been puttin in work - like to play a lil basketball, use to race quads and jump a bmx here and there., boxed for a few years-i like to shoot a lil pool and mess around wit rhymes a bit...ive been known to get to c-walkin after i been sippin a few. I play paintball like its the only sport around, fuckin love it. Im known to be the guy you come to when you need things of a specific nature and if i dont have it, ill get it. Im always on the hustle thinkin of ways to get that paper. Most people who kno me, though my name is adam, call me OP, O, or just Open$haw. Im a pretty easy goin kid but been known to start a fight or two, i get along great wit pretty much everyone wether it be nerd, jock, stoner, prep. w.e. im pretty universal wen it comes to people. I love rap and hip hop and everythin about its culture, bit of a hockey fan and basketball is the shit! I do like the odd rock tune but keep me clear of country please I love to meet new people and i love making new memories wit friends of old.

<shout outs>

To all the girls ive had ups and downs with, the good and the bad means the world to me and i thankyou for the love i have been shown, ill never forget you and all the things you have all done for me, i feel lucky to have been and to be apart of your lives. A.M M.L. M.M A.D S.G D.C. B.M A.C S.T.and the rest you kno who u are. Nothin but love for all of you.

My bro's--->To Cy and Geordie i wanna say yous my partners mang, closest thing i got to family- brothers n arms -come home G and lets get those stacks Cy. " its oUr LiFe " and even tho you peace n do wat you gotta do i know where we stand n that doesnt change, do your thing n never forget that i gotchu man, for life. . To Jordan Mckinney- You kno you would never have to take a knife in the stomach for us in order for me to kno your my fuckin brother, now i know beyond a shadow of a doubt that your my blood man, i gotchu for life n ill never forget wat you did. To colton, luke, matt, tipper, keels,jack,google, harj, kirby, nortsy, vermete,snitz, stevie, jose, paul, all you reg n sahali mother fuckers, thanks for showing me true friendship.-- To corey pat adam ryan derek i know we will be friends growin old together, to many memories wit u boys-To my crew who kno they've made a difference -ive shed blood, laughd n cried, partied n tried wit all of you, no one compares to you guys - and ide like to say r.I.p to my brothers watchin out for me from the stars in Trinidad--Vide Muerte boys - Travis, Theron, Seth and Josh and my boy Evan Ayers from Kamloops--see you at the crossroads, till we meet again homies.

Anyways - I enjoy a few bottles of captain morgans spiced rum here and there, love the alize and grey goose mix and Jager bombs are a must! I love the beer in the summer time, preferably bud or corona, and yes i smoke backwoods at 420! That sums it up, put ya cups up everybody-- im out


got rolling down to a fine art

"Whattaya lookin' at? You're all a bunch of fucking assholes.
You know why? 'Cause you don't have the guts
to be what you wanna be.
You need people like me. You need people like me
so you can point your fucking fingers,
and say "that's the bad guy." So, what dat make you?
Good? You're not good; you just know how to hide. Howda lie.
Me, I don't have that problem. Me, I always tell the truth--
even when I lie. So say goodnight to the bad guy." - - - ToNy MoNtAnA, ScArFaCe

chuck, yous a beast haha

i rock ice

jerseys are a must.

www.visualorgasm.com- masterpeices from the krylon terrorist world- chek it out

give em somthin that gon pop that truunk playboiiiiii

rep where you stay homie

Song:our life by necro and ill bill
for my bro g-money-

Yo, don't make me flip on you.
actually you can't make me do nothing...
i might decide to.
Necro:
I used to mush thugs
and now i push drugs
I knew a kid that put slugs in his own mug.
he used to show me his guns
ain't a cat that knows me as son
remember violence the only one
i used to watch how my pops would treat a girl
and beef with the world he had a bone to pick
that's why my dome was sick
it rubbed off on me
cos the apple dont fall far from the tree, g
you cats keep your distance
cos your scared i might flip in a instance
when i was filled with innocence
i was still commiting sins
half of you cats are sweet like cinnamon
i'll shove a knife in your grin
i run with convicts and stick up kids
that will rob you for 6 bucks bitch
we flip right before you expect it
cuz we were neglected as children now we're hectic
we shot men and we rob gems
i seen cats that used to glock me
now i glock them
got easier access to a glock ten
in case one in your face is the only option.
x2
Necro and Ill Bill
walk around like
murder murder, kill kill
gun up in ur grill
now u screamin chill chill
didn't have ur steele
now u get ur cap peeled
this is our life (our life)
Ill Bill:
ayo i grew up in the motherfuckin projects
my mom says since my pop left
we had to get a section 8 apparment
the rents cheap
i see decepticons at least 10 deep
run up on me flippin wanna set beef
that was some faggot shit
me and my brother ran for dolo
the only two white kids up in my projects
that wasn't homo
i fought everyday beefed with a hundred cats
way before i sold drugs and started bustin caps
way before i bust my first nut i loved to rap
at ten years old is when i first started to fuck with that
everyone else in my pjs who'd rhyme was black
i kept it to myself continued to define my crap
i used to buy my mother milk draggin a spiked bat
you fuck wit me i was the type of cat to fight back
id lace you with a broken nose holdin a ice pack
whites black portarikins we was poor it was wack
my mom tried her best i never graduated high school
i learned to pump drugs and pack nines instead
became one of those violent heads have you on the respirator
even though the doctor know your mind is dead


Thugged out eyewear. stuh stuh stunnah shades homeboy

twenty fo's sittin caddilac blow so understand shortay
this is how we rolllll

vatos locos holmz

mamma always said life was like a box of chocolates :drool:

SWEET SHIT


my soon to be car



favorite thing to do


legends r. I .p
would you fuck wit muh nina??

Now i kno u dont smoke weed...I kno this...but imma getchu hiiiiiiigh today, why,
cuz its Friday..u aint got no jobbb...and u aint got shit to do

i dig hats

$$$teeth, neck, fist, wrist /all ice /my life like/ ridin in cashville -and rollin on stop lights$$

quadding, use to tare up the streets on my 2001 raptor 660r

Now you will recieve us! We do not ask
for your poor or your hungry. We do not
want your tired and sick. It is your corrupt we claim!
It is your evil that will be sought by us. With every
breath we shall hunt them down. Each day we will
spill their blood, 'till it rains down from the skies!
Do not kill, do not rape, do not steal.
These are principles which every man of every
faith can embrace! These are not polite suggestions.
These are codes of behavior and those of you that
ignore them will pay the dearest cost! There are
varying degrees of evil. We urge you lesser forms
of filth, not to push the bounds and cross over,
into true corruption, into our domain. For if you do,
one day you will look behind you and you will see
we three and on that day YOU WILL REAP IT!
And we will send you to whatever god you wish.
And whosoever shed man's blood, by man shall
his blood be shed, for in the image of God
made He man.Never shall innocent blood be shed,
yet the blood of the wicked shall flow like a river.
The Three shall spread their blackened wings
and be the vengeful striking hammer of God.
~bOoNdOcK sAiNtS~

drinkin in style n taste is a must

mix it wit a bit of alize' n top er off wit ice n ur ballin baby

YEYEA


wade is the fuckin man


packin heat'~


cuz i do numbers baby


a definite good read


this game can make you or break you


lorenzo LO1's, ballin i must say


its a cold cold world


Ladies and Gentlemen...the captain is here

mmmmm....

GO AVS, HELL YEAA!


roll top timb's

i am wat i am - to my dyin days

Drug dealers
What, what
Hustlers
Psychological, Necro, Street Villains
Volume 1
Uh

(Verse 1)
Welcome to my world where DT’s eat faeces
Hookers with moustaches will suck your cock for a free piece
If you’re broke, you decease to jerk
So you gots to lurk through the streets, do some of the devil’s work, then murk
It feels good son, it’s great to scheme
It’s all dirty money so wash your hands after you calculate the cream
Peep me if you like smoke
You wanna fight loc?
You walkin’ a tight rope
You get cut like coke
Someone’s lust, is someone’s win
Love consumption, opposite hell production, self destruction
Brain cell abduction
Vein corruption
Cocaine production
Your brain gets sucked in
Keep your stash tucked in the balls at all times
And when pigs ask you about me, yo you better catch allzymes
Which means never talk to cops
So these fiends can continue to snort the crop
But yo we gotta make cream, so yo we water crops
Down with vitamins, and all sorts of slop
But don’t tell nobody!
Ripper you got a fetish for paralysin’ your dome often
When you isn’t got enough cream to pay for your own coffin
You got a problem no one cane solve
So sniff and let the snow dissolve
Life is a cipher I’ll let the flow revolve

(Chorus x 2)
Drug dealing
For money, we do deals and illegal shit
Drug dealing
Weighin’ shit up on the scales, for crack addicts rippers and potheads

(Verse 2)
Making dough is the intent
For sick men, that stash crack ?and bit pens, and fit gems?
Are you a victim?
Today’s deal, sell some blow, eat a gourmet meal and stay real
Nobody will be able to find your bones
My business feeds your business, so mind your own
Sellin’ stuff to skeezers
Before I saw Jeez for makin’ beats, I sold weed to creeps
How ‘bout that girl Annette, from Brooklyn
She had pimples on her ass and mad problems
I sold her grass
They all got ripped off, even the hard rocks
I sweared they were trife, but never saw a scale in their life
Tellin’ this kid about grams and how much and quality and my count sucks
But you smoked every ounce up
Perpetratin’ like you a dealer, but you an addict
Smokin’ every sack before you made your money back
I was seventeen, sellin’ green weed
To grown men who’d fiend to get dirt inside their spleen
How ‘bout the fifty year of twats
That light up by smoking pot
Was no cops, as long as I delivered it hops


just another expression of yourself

backwoods nicca

always fly
Men judge generally more by the eye than by the hand,
for everyone can see and few can feel. Every one sees
what you appear to be, few really know what you are.
_machiavelli


here comes the bomb