Sunday, June 26, 2005
most of the time i wake up early after a night full of gangsta shit to ice grill birds for chirping. ain't shit to chirp about, you little feathery bitches. all happy and shit. after a while i usually head over to a flower and stop that n*gga into the ground for looking all pretty. i don't like pretty shit plus it's good practice for my stomping game.
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- put people on
- Gangsta Diaries
- uh, damn
- today a beautiful thing was born
- Pistons Bitch!!!
- ghetto pass auction
- trained thoughts
- the pistons keep on ripping it
- i've been looking around the apartment
- how many times i gotta tell ya'll?
- get your blogger t-shirt
- so i haven't been posting much lately
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