User:Iamtherobots
Mappy[edit | edit source]
However, I herd u liek mudkips.
"Ur ghey." --Hanumizzle 04:35, 9 March 2007 (UTC)
Early life[edit | edit source]
I grew up on the crime side, the New York Times side, staying alive was no jive. At second hands, moms bounced on old man so then we moved to Shaolin land. A young youth, yo rockin the gold tooth, 'lo goose. Only way, I begin to gee off was drug loot, and let's start it like this son, rollin with this one and that one, pullin out gats for fun. But it was just a dream for the teen, who was a fiend. Started smokin woolies at sixteen and running up in gates, and doing hits for high stakes, making my way on fire escapes. No question I would speed, for cracks and weed, the combination made my eyes bleed. No question I would flow off, and try to get the dough all, sticking up white boys in ball courts. My life got no better, same damn 'lo sweater. Times is ruff and tuff like leather. Figured out I went the wrong route, so I got with a sick ass click and went all out. Catchin keys from across seas Rollin in MPV's, every week we made forty G's. Yo nigga respect mine, or anger the tech nine. Ch-chick-POW! Move from the gate now.