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umm. u know how ppl be like thats wassup. u know whats NOT wassup? waitin till the last minute to wash ya clothes. when u run out of socks. and u cant be walkin around wit stank ass socks on, not that my socks stank. but u know what im sayin. im retarded. neway thats y im up right now. otherwise id be in my bed dreamin of an r&b bitch. like mary j blige...i'd marry her today.
so neway. what happened lately. the me and toya situation is weird. cuz on one hand i feel like shes treatin me like her boyfriend. then the other day she told me to "just have fun" and date other people. confusin.
The Union spit at a open mic thursday night. we did really well. the joint wasnt as crowded as it usually is, but at least there were some ppl there. we did victory, what we do, then ended with black thoughts. and we brought toya, her friend rashonda, and paul. they all said we did good, toya says my delivery def got much better. and that my performance is better and i seem more comfortable performing. all good shit. and we got 2 numbers from ppl who want us to holla at em for beats. one dude said his beats start around 250 dollars, so fuck callin him. but the other seems like a much better opp. plus vinci got some dudes cryin for him to spit on their beats, so fuck payin exorbibant prices.
we also had some dude approach us about being a featured artist at some joint he was promoting/featuring on the next day. but he never called so we did other shit instead. i dont like when ppl say they'll call n they dont. on business shit at least, i know i do it sometimes in my personal life. but in business u gotta follow thru wit what u say. and im workin on my personal shit...
hmm what else. been hangin out wit ppl, startin conversations wit females n shit. i realized that when i was with toya i wouldnt even really talk to other females. like i was scared that i would start to like one or she would try to get wit me so instead of dealin with those possibilities, id not talk to chicks. now im just lettin myself talk to ppl. its weird to have to get used to talkin to ppl again. as if i was solitary confinement for a while. wow i dont like that similie. toya was not like prison. i put myself in that prison being so scared of messin up our relationship. not her.
and im not givin details. but God sees all and knows all. snakes will fuckin get theirs. u'd be surprised how many cats who seemed to be ya peoples actually arent, but in fact are snakes. wolves in sheeps clothing. disloyal muthafuckas. i need to write a rhyme about this shit.
so neway. what happened lately. the me and toya situation is weird. cuz on one hand i feel like shes treatin me like her boyfriend. then the other day she told me to "just have fun" and date other people. confusin.
The Union spit at a open mic thursday night. we did really well. the joint wasnt as crowded as it usually is, but at least there were some ppl there. we did victory, what we do, then ended with black thoughts. and we brought toya, her friend rashonda, and paul. they all said we did good, toya says my delivery def got much better. and that my performance is better and i seem more comfortable performing. all good shit. and we got 2 numbers from ppl who want us to holla at em for beats. one dude said his beats start around 250 dollars, so fuck callin him. but the other seems like a much better opp. plus vinci got some dudes cryin for him to spit on their beats, so fuck payin exorbibant prices.
we also had some dude approach us about being a featured artist at some joint he was promoting/featuring on the next day. but he never called so we did other shit instead. i dont like when ppl say they'll call n they dont. on business shit at least, i know i do it sometimes in my personal life. but in business u gotta follow thru wit what u say. and im workin on my personal shit...
hmm what else. been hangin out wit ppl, startin conversations wit females n shit. i realized that when i was with toya i wouldnt even really talk to other females. like i was scared that i would start to like one or she would try to get wit me so instead of dealin with those possibilities, id not talk to chicks. now im just lettin myself talk to ppl. its weird to have to get used to talkin to ppl again. as if i was solitary confinement for a while. wow i dont like that similie. toya was not like prison. i put myself in that prison being so scared of messin up our relationship. not her.
and im not givin details. but God sees all and knows all. snakes will fuckin get theirs. u'd be surprised how many cats who seemed to be ya peoples actually arent, but in fact are snakes. wolves in sheeps clothing. disloyal muthafuckas. i need to write a rhyme about this shit.