SYLVAN LAKE COPS CAN SUCK MY DICK FUCKIN FAGETS

<<<Im not a genius and i dont claim to be, However knowledge dosnt take as much skill as it does experience, and in my experiences i have come to the realization that in the end nothing really matters, shit happens in life that changes peoples whole perspective on actuality, you can either learn from your experiences or use them as an excuse to act the way you do. Pretty much everyone has dealt with strenuous events such as cancer, rape, death, abortion, pregnancy, abuse, violence, addiction with in themselves or the people around them. yet when it happens to them, people introvert themselves into a state of depression and desolation, convincing themselves no one comprehends the true extent of thier grief and anguish, this may be a normal human reaction if not predictable however by allowing a tramatic event to consume your existance in the end, you are only hurting yourself,.....point being kiddies, shit happens, have a cry, deal with it, get over it. I am not trying to phsico-analyze you, and im not ignorant to the fact that everyone has different reactions and intentions.>>>

There's gon' be some stuff you gon' see
that's gon' make it hard to smile in the future.
But through whatever you see,
through all the rain and the pain,
you gotta keep your sense of humor.
You gotta be able to smile through all this bullshit.
Remember that.
Mmm, yeah.
Keep ya head up.Yeah.

Now homie I say I run it (run it) cause I'm in control
Hypnotic, Hennessey, a couple shots of Patron
I have you feelin aight, I get you high as a kite
Party poppin shawty says she comin with me tonight
I ain't shoulder leanin, I ain't snappin and poppin
Either I'm bobbin ma head or I'm just stadin their watchin
I'm a hustler I hustle, you can tell that I'm paid

I don't know you, you don't know me, you don't know the history I got on these streets
Only if you see what my eyes have seen Then youll understand why im surrounded by G's
If you owe me or we got beef I recommend you reach for your heat and don't freeze
pause for a minute garuntee you gon' bleed
Cuz that's how we was raised growin up on these streets

And ya stayed on ya hop until ya made you a knot
On my block, to hangout was the thang back then
And even when ya left out, ya came back in
To my block, from Holloway, Belford, to Scotts
We rolled the fox, we load the spots
Smoke weed and rocks, drink all the boon dots
On yo' block you probably had a fat pad of Tupac
Or Big Pun, or B.I., ya homeboys from knee-high
And even when it was stormin outside, that nigga'd be by
That's me dawg, on my block, I ain't have to play the big shot
niggas new me back when i was still in memphis shamrock and my
nickname was kreepy

As I bail through tha empty halls
breath stinkin'
in my jaws
ring, ring, ring
quiet y'all
incoming call
plus this my homie from high school
he's getting bye
It's time to bury another brotha nobody cry
life as a baller
alchol and booty calls
we usta do them as adolecents
do you recall?
raised as G's
loc'ed out and blazed the weed
get on tha roof
let's get smoked out
and blaze with me
2 in tha morning
and we still high assed out
screamin' 'thug till I die'
before I passed out

Allie Allie All come free bending the corner
Blowed with a pocket full of weed
Serving all enemies fuck your whole set
This is the Westside Connect I'm stealing to the neck
Nigga where y'all from where y'all from
Better be the same that I'm claiming muthafuck explainin'
I'm swinging dropping these thangs drinking gin out the bottle
Steadily hoo slangin' out the blue Monte Carlo
Spitting hollows out my roscoe in packs as I blast
Getting my stalk on walk-on nigga waving my flag
Skip skip I'm from that do low double-O hoodsta ride
Sack jacking purse snatching hoo-banging till I die