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Nov 27, 2006 20:51

because im lazy. you folks here get a lil extra. saw gnr at the beginning of the month. amazing worth my whole lifetime wait. i loved it, even got a tour shirt. bwell blah blah blah... whats up my nigga preach dont stay a fuckin stranger. heres my repost. id really enjoy some comments.

we do motherfucker we do.

long time no post.

so i was at work today, listening to my ipod, handling some of my downstairs duties. No i wasn't working on some box.. lol.

i was listening to the black philip show with patrice o neal (also known as BITCH MANAGEMENT)

anyway, i fucking had a revealation. a caller called in (like they would do on a talk radio show) and started telling his story.

about how he was friends with a girl, and he was always out with her, and when they were out that they would be very coupley, and she would sit in his lap, buy him drinks, etc.. but when they would be alone, and he ut his hand on her thigh she would get skeeved out, or if they danced and he got too close, she would be put off.

now. lets review.

I KNOW THIS GUY

ITS FUCKING ME!

the advice they gave, throw the chess board up in the air, and start the game over. lay it out, (which i didnt)

stop calling etc..

well i did that stuff, and yanno. they called me back and i ignored it because i couldnt deal with it anymore.

what i realized today? that dumb motherfucker that i used to be, how he was mocked on the radio (and trust me if you heard it and you know me..)
IT WAS FUCKING ME.. i will never be him again.
never. ever.

i wont be fucking used like that. what did they refer to me (or the caller in this actual case as) A TIME HO. to hold the bitches fucking time, to do shit when she's not busy, to be company to watch a movie and nothing more, even though you want it so bad.

they called him a move the refrigorator nigga. or in my case, god knows how many fucking things, i cant even begin to say.

and the girl in this case, and mine , called when you distanced yourself because they felt like they were losing you, yanno what i did.
CUT the fucking ties. because it really was for the better, because she was in control not me and i wouldnt ever get a chance at what i wanted, i'd just be a time ho.

so in closing.. this message is bought to you by my new found set of balls, arrogance, confidence, jack daniels, a long work day, smackdown vs raw 2007 , my new fucking dope tv, annnnnnnnnd my fucking mustang coming in 2007.

eat it.

im baggin a materialistic bitch in the 2k7 and giving some motherfuckin mental payback!

kudos mothafuckas kudos!
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