It's time to chicken it up!!!!!
My bother Chris and My Nephew Dru
MY SISTER TIGRA-LEE I DON'T THINK SHE WAS ON CRACK AT THE TIME
my country
BAD
ASS
BLACK
BOYS
B.A.B.B 4 LIFE
IF U HAVE A PROBLEM WITH ME THEN
so true
Im a 6' black dude medium build and loves to have fun.
ya i like to watch anime i listen to japanese, rap and hip hop and a bit of techno/dance and i completly enjoy drawing (tho i suck at it) and if anyone has a problem with this lick my ass then we'll talk
I've been known to be violent but thats only wen im pissed off and u get in my way
Im not a genuis but im not a dumbass and i do drugs tho i would drink (a little i ain't an alcoholic)
im not a ganster but dosent mean i won't drop ur ass if u mess with me
im usually inside but still play sports outside when i can like football or hockey
Love confuses me and preety much any other emotion but without them u would be dead then wat fun would that be
I just have few words of wisdom to say
ya i like to watch anime i listen to japanese, rap and hip hop and a bit of techno/dance and i completly enjoy drawing (tho i suck at it) and if anyone has a problem with this lick my ass then we'll talk
I've been known to be violent but thats only wen im pissed off and u get in my way
Im not a genuis but im not a dumbass and i do drugs tho i would drink (a little i ain't an alcoholic)
im not a ganster but dosent mean i won't drop ur ass if u mess with me
im usually inside but still play sports outside when i can like football or hockey
Love confuses me and preety much any other emotion but without them u would be dead then wat fun would that be
I just have few words of wisdom to say
THINGS MAY HAPPEN IN UR LIFE BUT ALL THE SAME LIFE IS GOOD!!!!!
LIFE IS A PAIN, PAIN IS A REMINDER UR STILL LIVING, DEATH IS THE RELEASE OF PAIN Why must we go through life chasing things that we know won't last and wen it's gone the pain u feel leaves u hollow and empty
MUST WE GO THROUGH LIFE CHASING THINGS THAT WE KNOW WON'T LAST AND WEN IT'S GONE THE PAIN U FEEL LEAVES U HOLLOW AND EMPTY AND EXCITEDLY WAITING FOR DEATH
ThE hEaRt HaS nO ArMoUr LoVe CaNnOt BrEaK
MY POEMS YA THESE ARE MY POEMS NO ONE ELSES AND IF U RIP THESE OFF AND SAY THERE UR'S UD BETTER KISS UR ASS GOOD BYE LOL
Pure
What is wrong with love has it always been as the days of lore describe it,
full of passion and romance.
But even then the heart was not as pure as it seemed.
Is this as pure as the heart can be,
I mean when you see someone beautiful the heart races,
beating faster and faster making it feel like it will punch a hole through your chest,
your blood races through your veins picking up more and more speed.
Your hands start sweating making them feel slick and oily,
you’re endowed with new energy making your feet dance and
your legs tense up as if you are getting ready for a race to the moon and your skin,
oh your skin,
it is set ablaze with passion you feel or rather you think you feel.
For all of this, the adrenaline,
the feelings of passion are all based on looks.
Do you even know what you’re getting into, of course not but,
what if… what if you do know what you’re getting into, the joy,
the hardship, the laughter, the stress, and the tears? If you know
and you go diving in head first reckless disregard for all things,
throwing your cares to the wind,
then either you are a fool glutton for punishment or you truly desire,
deserve happiness and if you strive and commit you shall achieve it.
Will I?
What is this?
What is love,
is it just a simple matter of time and hormones.
Can it be explained in a scientific equation of molecules and pheromones.
Or is it something deeper.
Something so immense we can’t explain it.
If we can’t explain it how do we know we are experiencing it,
do we just know? Is love like a flower,
where a friendship slowly blossoms into such beauty with a sickly sweet
aroma,
but a flower must eventually lose its luster,
wither and die?
Or is it more like a thunder storm,
where at first it is just a clear blue sky then you see the person
and clouds roll in,
clouds that shroud the mind in darkness leaving the heart to beat harder
and harder like a thunder and then your eyes meet and
lightening streaks across the sky leaving you blind and senseless
and the down pour of love begins and your sure it must last forever,
but… but like all things the storm comes to an end.
Is love like all things,
must it come to an end will it slowly wither up and die or clear up
and leave.
Does love die… does happiness?
Why do the affairs of the heart seem to confuse the mind to the brink of oblivion? If we continue thinking with our hearts will this
be a better world or a world full destruction and chaos. Was this what the gods had destined for us when they gave us hearts? Are we the cause of the pain and torture we go through because of our hearts? Why must we suffer for… for such an obscure emotion as love or happiness? Why must we strive to obtain it so badly? is it because everyone has it or is it because we are unstable alone and want, no need another heart to beat along side our own to help settle the subtle raging storm within minds and our lives.
AND I DON'T FEEL LIKE TYPING ANYMORE
CUrse life and all its fruits of labour why why why must it toy with us wat is wrong with the world are we all just phantoms thought up by a higher power to be amusing little toys or is suffering all we know and enevitably all we will feel why can't we see past the lies and deceit and relize love is not real we are just fools tryin to justify the actions and attractions that we all feel because we are animals. to this day i have yet to find the purpose to love if we are bred to breed why don't we just leave love out of the equation though love is pointless it still is there and i try to find somewhere for it to fit
ALL POEMS AND SHIT IS ONE HUNDRED PERCENT ORIGINAL NON OF IT COPIED STEAL IT
AND ILL HAVE TO HUNT U DOWN LIKE A RABID WOLF AND GOT U LIKE A FISH WHILE BEATING U WITH UR SPINE AND FEEDING UR KIDNEYS TO MY DOGS
GOT IT
AIGHT GOOD PLZ CONTINUE
ALL POEMS AND SHIT IS ONE HUNDRED PERCENT ORIGINAL NON OF IT COPIED STEAL IT
AND ILL HAVE TO HUNT U DOWN LIKE A RABID WOLF AND GOT U LIKE A FISH WHILE BEATING U WITH UR SPINE AND FEEDING UR KIDNEYS TO MY DOGS
GOT IT
AIGHT GOOD PLZ CONTINUE ALL POEMS AND SHIT IS ONE HUNDRED PERCENT ORIGINAL NON OF IT COPIED STEAL IT
AND ILL HAVE TO HUNT U DOWN LIKE A RABID WOLF AND GOT U LIKE A FISH WHILE BEATING U WITH UR SPINE AND FEEDING UR KIDNEYS TO MY DOGS
GOT IT
AIGHT GOOD PLZ CONTINUE
Wish this was mine (fuck u jeff lol)
(me sign motha fucka)
Mason u could probably dodge that lol
REPECT TO BIGGIE
RESPECT TO TUPAC



