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:




