Sunday, April 09, 2006

Dear Enemies.

"Keep your friends close. Keep your enemies closer." Heard of it? Let me put that to use now. Sit back and start munching while I hit back and start punching.

Dear enemies, who cause bad allergies, please let your gangs know bout my slangs. Watch me unleash full force baby! Don't you dare think I took my eyes off you! I'll take your life off you! I'm gonna start rippin' till u start drippin'. Life's taking a turning toll. But even when I was close to defeat, I rose to my feet. My life's like a soundtrack I wrote to the beat. Feels like I'm touching on a burning coal. I struggled against odds, juggled against gods. And thanks to all those who have been advisin'. Yea I know that smoking badly causes choking sadly but my mind frame couldn't keep up with my time frame. I was too playful. No I ain't thrash talking. Stopped doing that ever since I stopped sleep walking. People I hate are watching me write. They do all this after launching my fright. My temper flares when I notice glares. Swallow your pride. Don't let your lip react. You don't wanna feel my hands when my head reacts. When I see some of you muthafuckas I'll start whipping your ass. Don't Forget. Praba's fresh out the gutter. Too smooth to stutter.

I didn't switch to depressive mode. I didn't snitch my suppressive load. I jus unlocked the impressive code. My updates cause upgrades. Many were impressed when they saw me writin'. Wait till you see me fightin'. And all my dear gangster wanna-be's. Don't try to be the king coz this ace is back. I want my postings to be meaningful. Not winning fools. Simple and brings out a dimple. Jus wanted all you unwanted thrashes to know that you're gonna end up in crashes. May all your children have rashes. Wish all you fagots turn into maggots and all you bitches end up in ditches.

"Go to sleep bitch. Die muthafucka die! Times up bitch close your eyes!"

Fuck you very much.