bac in deed

Ay, the king. Modern day Martin Luther, Malcomn X. I'm officially the freshest, don't dare to forget. I'm gone momentarily. Don't bury me like Ali got I got that title back prepare for that. When the world needed MAC, ask where he was at. But where, he need something back. Fade to black talking behind his back, you a hater for that. I don't expect nothing less in the game of chess. You think 5 moves ahead and not behind jumped up, cheered when I got my time. Like yeah, one whole year I got on my grind. But get me losing off your mind. Shorty, may I remind you that there ain't another who done been through what I been through. Time after time again you better get some in you. When you said it was over for him and you thought he couldn't continue to floss. Here's to memory loss, suckaa.

yall suckas

let me tell u how to measure a man..

When his world start to fall, see how tall he stands. It doesn't matter how many times u fall, it matters most how many times u rise. Mistakes builds character, and characters bring u to places MONEY CAN'T.
All yall loosers, haters, fuk yall and yall dumb prick mind.. yall can nvr chase up to me cause yall minds are just paper chasers, and i a empire chaser. I make ppl smile and laugh, u make ppl stress and drunk. See, u think money's all, but the truth is that u can't admit that u've lost ur soul to ur dumb mind. Getting paid early don't mean u gonna get loads later, seen loads who's mind bright getting a month salary that's worth ur 5 year work! ahaha, think back and laugh at urself fool!

Post 1 for my baby g

Me and Ms Yue, we got a thing going on
We both know that it's wrong
But it's much too strong to let it go now

We meet ev'ry day at the same cafe
Six-thirty I know she'll be there
Holding hands, making all kinds of plans
While the jukebox plays our favorite song

Me and Ms, Ms Yue, Ms Yue, Ms Yue
We got a thing going on
We both know that it's wrong
But it's much too strong to let it go now

We gotta be extra careful
That we don't build our hopes too high
Cause she's got her own obligations and so do I
Me, me and Ms, Ms Yue, Ms Yue, Ms Yue

Well, it's time for us to be leaving
And it hurts so much, it hurts so much inside
And now she'll go her way, I'll go mine
But tomorrow we'll meet at the same place, the same time
Me and Ms Yue, Ms Yue, Ms Yue

tell me, wat's a retard tat came out of a bitch ass hole called?

BASTARD....fool!

bitch ass hole = BAS
reTARD!

If you came here by yourself tonight,
Cause' he wouldn't pick up the phone,
He was supposed to bring you here tonight,
Couldn't find him so you came alone.
It don't matter cause' you're here now,
and the music you're enjoying
So for the next couple minutes
Baby I'mma be your boyfriend.

New year just passed by a few seconds, our earth made a full orbit.

here's some some

Here's a lil of some serious stuff. I somehow became bored, unwilling, and unrelenting for anything except one, my dentistry certificate. The day i wanted to be a dentist is the day i turned into the present me. I can somehow feel it u know... it's as thought i can feel the tools, the certificate, the practice license, the work and...i want it..i want it so badly. I can feel it! i don't know how to describe it. I think for some who reads this and understands the feeling then they must have their road as well. This is not something like those young kids who want...this is.. something real..i can really really feel it like i can touch it! Sometimes when a person tells me they want this job and that job, i could feel that they want it but, it's like the want that i have but for some others, i can feel they have the same feelings as i do. I know that if i don't get this particular wanting, i know i am gonna live with regrets. This wanting has somehow became a need.

I was so excited in Singapore for this tour, known as the DUCKTOUR, u would sit in an automobile known as the "DUCK". Well, it's actually a used army vehicle which can go on land and sea. They said it was 1 hour ride! I was like wow! so much shit i can see... got on the boat, fking bumpy, and the shit i saw was only the construction of the marina bay casino owned by las vegas. FKING SHIT! it was 1 hour cause that mobile shit is fking slow! i could even walk faster than that shit! It was just going one fking big round around that building tats all! FKING MOTHA FUKA CHEATED MY BENJAMINS!!!!! fuck that DUCK .!.

After all these years searching, deep down i'm still feeling lonely.

ANYWAYS motha fukas! since i've got no shit to do, i write and comment bout the shits happening around me. Starting some where soon.......... cao motha fuka! .!.

I WANT EVERYBODY IN THE HOUSE TO THINK AFTER READING THIS!

Women, woMEN! have been fighting for their rights for..... a whole lot of years. Now look at this, girls nowadays wanna dress up sexy,puffy and tightly mostly for? TO GET SOME RICH ASS HUSBAND, so they can sit back , relax and enjoy life.

THEN WAT'S THE POINT FOR FIGHTING UR RIGHTS TO GO OUT THERE AND WORK?! MIGHT AS WELL BE LIKE LAST TIME, SIT AT HOME AND WASH BACKSIDE LO..

(target to those women only)

MY life

Ahhhhh.....
My life is so fking complicated, so complicated that if i tell it will blow ur brains outta that tin can head of urs.

Sigh, here we go..

Have breakfast,
Fuck,
Have lunch,
Fuck,
Have dinner,
Fuck,
Sleep.

Replay this everyday.... so fking complicated man.. man...if only it was much simpler..

woooh
saw this chick
walkin by my flick,
suga suga was sweet,
that tone on ur skin,
gets me lifted,
that booty gets me hyped,
that slim curvy body,
getting my hands on that,
feeling that body of urs,
spanking those D's just gets me crazy..
suga suga how u get so fly?

alright alright, time for some business. Today i have a bio presentation, guess my topic....
IT WAS d best topic in the world, GONORRHEA! yes! gonorrhea! HOLE IN UR DICK! u dick face!
foooh! fking pwned that shit man! i was talking like AL gore or OBAMA! just better! mmm.....sweeeet public speech boy!
fuk ur mother! i is cool! u is the suck ! mmm....... me and my partner fking scored 101%

.!. .!. TAKE THAT BITCH!

fking flies

Have u ever have ur lunch with ur frens in sort of place where the tables are under BIG enourmous trees? Ah... u might love.. BUT I DONT bitch!

U order one big nice ORANGE juice...mmm.... yummy....
the waiter comes with it... u see bright orange that makes ur throat sizzle.
U take a sip, JUST A SIP, not a gulp.
U push it a lil futher away so it wont drop..
DROP KA boom! a leaf drops onto it...
nah it doesn't matter... it's just a leaf.. so wat?
WELL, LET ME TELL U WAT THAT LEAF IS ALL ABOUT.
IT's not just a leaf u fool!! do u know how much rain went through that leaf? do u know how fking pollute the rain is? DO u know how MUCH FKING BIRDSHIT that leaf went THROUGH?????!! u big motha FKING DUMB ASS DICK FKING FACE!

pfft... it's just a leaf.. IT"S A WHOLE LOT OF BIRDSHIT!

y...my title is flies? lazy to continue..till the next time..

i looked back into the days where i blogged, it seems that i use to write bout the angers that i feel around me that i see. For example, the public toilets.. the peeing with Parkinson... stuff like that. For short, i write my anger about my surroundings. Now things seems to be boring, no more laughter bout the things i write. I have a fren who read the recent post and finds it boring whereas when he reads my old post he would laugh madly. So..to make my readers happy, i am gonna blog like how i use to! with a lil extra anger.. rhyming.. (can sharpen my skills also)

gugu gaga,
slap ur papa,
punch ur mama,
kiss ur lipa,
spank ur woopa,
pound ur vagina..

i know...i love rhyming... it sickens me at times.

man...
i'm lost... i've lost my fire to reach my dreams... y?
where did i lost it?
oh god.... where did i lost it?

Now I'm on Highway 2-7 need a natural graze road
I'm already blowed, hit third I'm a be be blowed some mo'
Pulled up, stop parked, rims still spinning
Valet look like he in the game and must be winning
To room 490 I'm headed, on my way up
There's three girls on the elevator like "wassup"
I told em follow me they knew I had it cracking B
One said "ain't you that boy that be on BET?"
Knock on the door I'm on the scene of things
Busted in, Henny bottle to the face!
Fuck it then, feel like my head a toxic waste

Stop, drop, KABOOM!, baby rub on ya nipples
Some call me Mac-a-do, some call me Mr. Wiggles
Far from little, make ya mammary glands giggle
Got 'em under control, the bowl of tender biddles
Doc-tor giggles, I can't stop until it tickles
Just play a little "D" and I'll make ya mouth dribble
Bits and Kibbles, got 'em all after the pickle
I swing it like a bat, but these balls are not whiffle
Hit 'em in triples, wit no strikes, stripes, or whistles
I ain't felt this good, since my wood lived off a thistle
Sippin' some ripple, I got quarters, dimes, and nickels

I think I'm starting to lose my sense of humor
Everything is so tense and gloom
I almost feel like I gotta check the temperature in the room
Just as soon as I walk in

I'm just so fu-ckin' depressed
I just can seem to get out this slump
If I could just get over this hump
But I need something to pull me out this dump
I took my bruises, took my lumps
Fell down and I got right back up
But I need that spark to get psyched back up
And the right thing for me to pick that mic back up
I don't know how I pry away
And I ended up in this position I'm in
I starting to feel distant again
So I decided just to beat this pain
Up and tried to make an attempt to vent
But I just can't admit
Or come to grips, with the fact that
I may be done with rap
I need a new outlet
I know some shits so hard to swallow
And I just can't sit back and wallow
In my own sorrow
But I know one fact
I'll be one tough act to follow

Your coming with me, feel it or not, you’re gonna fear it like I showed you the spirit of God lives in us.
You hear it a lot, lyrics that shock. Is it a miracle or am I just product of pop fizzing up?
Fa shizzle my wizzle this is the plot, listen up... You bizzles forgot slizzle does not give a fuck!.