THANKSGIVING WEEKEND UPDATE

SweetPotato Pie, Rolls, Cranberry Sauce

2 Whole Lemon/Rosemary Chickens, Yams, Gravy, Macaroni Bake, Dressing...

Dressing, Mac Bake, Potato Salad w/ Deviled Eggs

The Chicken Fell right off da bones...
I Began cooking Wednesday night after I got off of work at 8pm.
I stayed up til 6am preparing the food and cleaning.
I woke up Thursday at 1230pm to complete my feast at 7pm.
So yes I was tired and then I had to work the next day....

RobMack came to the D and I ain't even get to kick it with him....
Sorry Rob, I had all intentions on doing something Sunday, but some shit went down at the crib on Sunday and is still going down....
I can't talk about it here....but sometimes I wonder, I should have stuck it out in the Chi or tore my ass to Minnesota as planned....

Right now, I'm between a rock and a hard place....
I contemplated suicide....but it was only a thought, I could never leave my son behind...
Nor will I let SATAN defeat me....
But I can say this, I'm not afraid to die....

Speaking of death, RIP Trizzy, she was a beautiful person inside and out....she will be missed!
Her insightfulness, her joy, passion, and loving spirit.
I didn't know her personally but my heart sinks just to know she isn't with us anymore...

Derry's father also passed this weekend....
Which made me ponder..
My parents may not be my favorite people in my life and vice versa, but I wouldn't know what to do without them......

JUST PICS

My homemade, "Chili con Carne".....
I took a pic cause I thought it was so picturesque.
It tasted better, than it looked...






























Imma stop callin my dad, dad, he for now on, is my big brother....BTW, I hate this pic of me...so I had to post this one... I could pass for a boy, can't I?....*lol*


Ok, now my dad, i mean big bro, looks silly in this pic... I had to even it out....

















I look so hard on this pic...hard as in, stud, dyke-ish....
The sun was in my eyes, but I do look like this when shit is bothering me, maybe a bit more troubled.














Thats all for now, I have more pics, but......
Well.....
Ya know....
Those ain't foe everybody....

DAMN ITS BEEN 11 Days

*A picture of a picture....
*Yall see my tan?
*Me and Kaeven, have the same nose....
*He's so beautiful....
*His bad ass, he broke my phone....
*It was halfway almost broke, but he completely broke it.
*Now I gotta get a new second phone.


*I don't have bankers hours so my time on the blog is very limited.

*Also considering, I can't use the internet at work....

*Where did I leave off last?
*November 1st
*Puddy #2, the youngin and I got back together....*lol*
*So he was upset about me leaving him at the bus stop, telling him to erase my number, and return my picture.
*So after exchanging words through text messaging....I tell him I'm coming over his house and I'm spending the night.
*He still tries to act hard, but in the long run, it was a go....

*I meet him at the train station and we take the long trek to OakCliff....
*Upon arrival, he tells me his sister was asking about me, and to top it off, his mother seems happy to see me, greeting me with a hug....
*She tells me not to go in his room yet, so she can clean it first....

*??????????????????????????????????????????????????????

*Anyway....*lol*

*We chill and smoke blunts in the living room.....

*I felt at home, hell they ghetto as hell.
*So everything was all good....
*You know how some mothers want mama's boys, and try to control they life.
*Nah, he love his "T-Jones" to death, but she just on her own little demo....

*We get nasty and I have to keep it down, cause his mother is in her room, which is across the hall.
*Especially in the early morning, while people are sleeping, namely his mother, in the adjoining room.
*Don't you just love, crusty eye booger, slobby, mornin' breath mouth, sneaky, keep it down people are sleeping,before you go to work, sex??????.....*lol*

*Just don't breathe in my face and I won't breathe in yours....okay?

*lol*

*We break up for 2 days, make up...

*Then we broke up again, cause I cussed him out something bad, cause he tried to cuss me....*lol*

*Two days later, the first day he ignored me, the next day I ignored him. Now he wants to talk........

*We kiss and make up.
*Guess who's at the store, privy to our making up.....
*Yes, him again....He calls my name.....
*I knew I heard someone calling me......
*He calls my phone 10 mins later, "BITCH IMMA KILL YOU!.....thats that same nigga from last time"

*THE NEXT DAY
*He kills that pussy.....
*He made sweet love to me, like I never had it before.....mmmmmmm...nice, slow and nasty.....*lol*
*I return to work, high from dick and weed.
*Some attractive guy rubs my hand as he shakes it.
*Youngin sees, and now is mad at me....*lol*
*I tell him some good shit, and its all good again.
*Til I tell him no mo pussy.....cause I'm not having sex til I lose some weight....I'm fat....where I shouldn't be fat...

*Which brings us to today....

*I jogged 30 minutes, lifted some weights and did some situps....
*I gotta stay lookin young so I can pull the young ones.....*lol*

My running shoes are the best.....I still can't run 30 minutes straight, just cause I have them on....

*The BEARS play the GIANTS, with Tiki Barber fine ass, that nigga dat deal.
*The BEARS lost their first game....7-1.....and I hope this isn't the second....
*They way the GIANTS whupped on the COWBOYS, I'm a little scared....

*Well, I have to go put my dick beaters to work....
*I got to start twisting my hair.....
*Oh lord....

*OH YEA, I FORGOT
*The Punisher aka the old Puddy, texts me in the late booty call hours of the night wanting me to explain why I flipped out on him....
*I should just tell him, it wasn't me, that was Insanely...
*Now he is mad at me cause I don't want to talk about it, and cause I sent him those naked pics....
*lol*

THE KAE-MAN, THE BIG KAE-STER!

TTD you asked for pictures of the Kae-Man, here you go....


School Uniform


The big Kool-Aid Smile


He supposed to be walking to school...


I just liked the way the light hit his face...

The mean mug shot..


He's so beautiful!

ANOTHER RANDOM THOUGHTS POST(DARE)

****EDITED TO INCLUDE MISSY'S DARE*****
I love these cause I don't have to format them, I just let my fingers go to work, as my mind wonders...


Since RobMack called me out....
I work at a Utilites Company...Customer Service....I been there for 3 weeks....
I'm just happy to have something to do with my time other than blogging....
Only if blogging paid the bills....



Why do I seem to attract thugs?(Feel free to voice your opinion)
I be dressed oh so professional, but these gold teeth, red wearing, booty do having thugs still approach me....(prolly cause I say, I be...*lol*)

Red= Almost all the young thugs wear red, cause they claim to be "BLOODS"...
Booty Do= Half Fro Half Fade, the front is a fade, the back is a fro....but they call them shags....I don't know why they wear that on that head, but, its a Dallas thang....just pick one or the other, Fro or Fade...


Whats up with that?
The ladies at work said, I look a a thug, thats why...even with my business professional clothes on, I still look rough....whatever, yall know me better than them chickens, yall tell me!
My face doesn't look thuggish, I don't think...
Monday through Thursday, I look professional and there's a certain demeanor one must have when dressed in that fashion.
I don't use ebonics unless I'm keeping it in the vernacular....
But these fools don't know how I talk, til they approach me and I have to tell them in a language they understand, I'm straight...
Its either thugs or old ass men who approach me.....
Not old and gray, just older than what I am willing to date....

I hate when I'm walking, on the phone, and niggas still tryna holla....
"NIGGA DON'T YOU SEE ME ON THE PHONE?"
I try not to be rude, but today I got rude....
I'm walking to Derry's house ,my bad, he told me not to call him that, Pooby's house(which is around the corner from my job) on my lunch hour, talking to Pooby on the phone, so he can meet me, and this fool drives alongside me talking bout "Whats up?"
With a nasty ass attitude, "I'm on the phone!"
Pooby, "Who is that?"( He senses my change in tone)
Still nasty, "I'on't know, SOMEBODY,SHIT!"(The guy in the car heard this and skeeted off)
Pooby, "OK, HERE I COME!!!"
That is just so rude, where are your manners? I could be on a business call, fucking asshole!

No, I didn't get any on my lunch hour....
I wanted to, but I refuse to be late.....
Plus I need more than an hour....
Why is it that all I have to do is hug the nigga and he is instantly on brick?

I'm tryna hold out as long as I can, but its been 5 weeks.....
And when the "Henny's(Remy's) in the system, ain't no telling/Will I fuck em or will I diss em/Thats what I be yelling......I'm a pimp by blood, not relation"

So we are to go out this weekend.....
While 2Pac is to be planning his "Big Escape" this weekend.....now he gets NATHAN.....whether its the Henny in the system or not....go home to yo woman...


Did I tell yall how he ran outta the house on Sunday?
He came out with his house shoes still on....
He was on the phone one minute, then in 3 minutes he was at the door....
It takes at least 10 mins to get here....


Why did this girl at work ask me could she eat me?
And I thought I was bold?........
No thanks, I like LOVE penis VERY VERY MUCH THANK YOU!!!!


Why is that lil 19 year old's penis so long? Down to his knee?
How do I know?
Cause he showed me his print through his pants....

(MISSY DARED ME TO DO THIS!!!!)
He said the pants I had on made him that way.....
I need to find a new seat.....*lol*
I almost fell out of my seat when I saw it....
Some men go through their whole life and will never see as many inches....


Budd really wants me to come home and soon....
I miss him too...
But business first!
I blew him a kiss through the phone...
He said that was sooo lame....*lol*

I can't wait til Saturday.
Me and Kaeven are going to the "show"(thats what they call it in Chicago), aka the movies, to see "Everybody's Hero"....and if he's good, I might take him to Chuckie Cheese....
Kaeven looks so cute in his school uniform.....looks like a professional grown man.....*sigh*
Everybody loves Kaeven!!!
He is the star at his school, when he comes in, all you hear is "KAEVEN!!!!"
Did I tell yall he got a white girlfriend?
He likes the way she flips her hair.....
As long as he likes girls, I'm cool with that....
No wait, he has 3 girlfriends, but he likes the white one the best....

I love avocado on my burgers....
I'm making fried chicken breasts sandwiches tonite, with avocado....FII BUSINESS!!!

Well, I'll holla at yall at a later junction...

BE EASY, with yall COOCHIE ASSES...*lol*
(Yea, I'm back...*lol*)

A MOMENT OF SILENCE

GeorgiaPeach's mom passed this weekend.
I hate death, cause it comes without warning.
I don't know what to say, I can never say I understand someone's pain, cause I haven't lost anyone close and dear to me.

I can only imagine, if I lost my son, I would want to die as well.
What would be my purpose of living?

I know when my sister got hit by a car, I went into shambles....

When my child's father first went down, I went into shambles...

But they are still with us, so I can imagine how I would be a complete zombie if I were to lose them.

I don't know how you're feeling Georgia, but I can only imagine.

I know my mother isn't my favorite person, but I wouldn't know what to do without her....

I know you and your mom have been through a trying time, lately...
I can only say....
I pray for you and your family's sanity and peace during this trying time.

GOD doesn't do anything you can't handle and he doesn't do things for no reason.
Even though, she's not here with you in the physical, she's still with you in spirit.

She's now your ANGEL, looking down on you, to protect you.

I LOVE YOU GEORGIA!!!!(Let me know if you need anything)

*tears*

RIP CeCe...
You're in a better place now....

MY DAD

(Note: Thats not his girlfriend. My dad just likes to flirt with all the women he comes into contact with. The guy in the back, thats his girlfriend. Thats why he looking like that.)

What you think about my dad, do I look him?
Am I a splitting image?

I'm HERE!!!

The country road...
I love it, its so peaceful...
Gas is $2.65 a gallon, everywhere...
Its HOT!!

Here's my view from the balcony....
I love the greenery, it has a calming effect...


And Kaeven is so HAPPY!! I'm glad, right now, him and my dad are making chicken and dumplings....

The flight here was also cool. I didn't get misty eyed until the plane actually took off. I blinked real fast so that no tears will fall, then I went to sleep. I love sleeping on the plane. I made sure to get Kaeven a window seat so he could get the full experience.

There were so many white folks on the plane, I swear white folks make me itch...
I had to shower soon as I touched down, I could feel their fleas jumping on me.

I went to visit my child's father before I left, he was sad I was leaving to Dallas, since it is so far away....but I can't move with his mother cause she back on that shit....
He will try to get paroled here to Dallas though.

I saw PCC once again...
He might be doing 10 (8) years in the fed joint, if he cops out.
If not they gone give him 8 years for each pistol....13 pistols times 8 = LIFE...
I told him

"You gon' take 'em/Are you gon' take that shit to trial/And gon' be denied/Violate probation when you just got caught, with that ride/That alibi ain't gon' work" - Juvenile "Take them 5"

Anyway, we had a funky good time...*lol*

I saw Budd earlier that day...so what, yea I did a double bubb in one day...I was leaving shit...*lol*

Budd took me to see the building he owns, cause once he moves there, he wants me to make sure I will be able to find him, if I ever come back....

I received calls from both of them once I touched down.

"If I was a bitch, I'll be crying right now...you coming back and will you visit me in the feds?" -PCC

"I ain't tryna be on no soft shit right now, but I gone really miss you...you not coming back, are you?" - Budd

I'm cool now though, I'm glad to be gone. I'm confusing people down here with my ChiTown slang...blessing bottles and carrying on....

My pops got this lil fine ass co-worker he invited over, we drank a fifth of Henn, I made homemade chili, and we kicked the bo-bos...
They loved the chili.
Pops says he's off limits cause he got a girl, but if he didn't he wouldn't mind me dating him, cause he a "Real Nigga"...
Well I like his country ass and he's a Gemini...

My dad just said to me, he don't know what he gone do with the two of us....*lol*
If he only know what had happened last night once he went to sleep....Don't my daddy know he can't control me?

Anyway, my dad got me a gig at his job, doing tech support, until my other connect hooks me up with the$18/hr gig.

I can't wait!!!

HAPPY 31st BIRTHDAY DERRY!!! But you don't look a day over 25....

I miss you fammo...
You always smelled so good...
And was dressed to impress...

And the way you ate me....oh god...seeing your gold teeth sparkling down there...

Your waterbed, and how you maintained your rhythm on it....who knew you could actually fuck on a waterbed....

Remember, you taught me P control....you told me to concentrate...now everytime I concentrate, I hear your voice, saying, "Concentrate....let loose on the way down, tighten up on the way up...."

Remember how we always used to cum simultaneously, in the 69 position.

And we listened to Carl Thomas "Emotional" CD, each and every day, on repeat while we slept...

Remember that fight we had, we didn't talk for weeks, then you broke down and called me and we made up.

Remember the day in the picture? We rode around Dallas, in my dad's drop top Z28 Camaro, drinking Henny and blowin doe doe...

Remember when you helped me take all those microbraids out of my head? We stayed up til 5am....

Remember you was ready to kill a nigga for me?

I remember you cried with me for my life....

And I had yo back when you got evicted...

And that scar you have on your chin....so sexy, I loved kissing it...
Your beard, I enjoyed playing with....
Your accent....
Your sense of humor...
Your slang...
You never tried to control me....you let me do as I pleased...
Your smoking (weed) habits....I never wanted for no weed ever!

I can't listen to any artist from Nawlins, without thinking of you, I know you groovin to that shit, as we speak...

You put me on to "Screwed and Chopped Up" music and got mad when I took yo DJ Screw Mixtape....

You would always listen to the "radidio"(radio)...your word...*lol*

Remember, we watched the "Dirty Third" (Down South version of State Property)

You loved to have fun....we had lots of fun....

We had ideas for business plans, we planned on being business partners....

I have to find you, before I get to Dallas....
I asked my dad to find you for me...He say, "What I look like looking around for a nigga?"...*lol*

Til I see you again....

"GO HEAD AND KICK A MAN WHILE HE'S DOWN"
(Second post of the day)

As I sit here enjoying the final episode, of the first season of "The Wire", I receive a call from guess who?


"Hello.."

"Hey baby, I need a good fucking"

"I'm on my period..."

"Well I need some fiii ass head...I'm depressed and stressed out. I might be getting locked up. I need to have some fun."

"I was wondering when you was gone call me...When you coming?"

"I'll be there tomorrow..."

I'll try to postpone it til Friday, that way I can send him off right. I was doing just fine, til he called with the disturbing news. Now, I'm all sad. I mean, I knew he had this coming, but I guess now, reality has hit. In 60 seconds, my hit list which contained 2, is now down to ZERO....

I hate seeing niggas locked up. But hell, the entire time I was watching all 13 episodes of "The Wire", he is all I could think about, although his life isn't as hectic as the show, I know that's the shit he faces in a day to day.

So sad, so sad, PCC, you shoulda known better. Maybe I can reach him through my letters inspiring him to change. Not for me, cause I don't want him to myself like that, but for himself and most importantly, his baby girl....

Til next time, BLOG FAM....(I'm not in the mood to cuss yall out...)

"From the WestSide to the Wild Wild's and I'm back again"

A nice steaming hot cup of "Hoe SIT DOWN!!!"
Is exactly what I need....
I haven't had a good 8 hours of sleep since Kaeven's been gone...
But today was that day and now its time to get the party back started...

Lightweight, though...
I'm just bout slide through the city, with T




and his cousin,





sip on some drank, relax, ride and listen to music...

Last night was hectic. My G, his girl, my girl, and a few others friends from the Wild Wild Hunids. I have to admit, I have more fun out West. They kick it harder....*lol* Anyway, we started the night off with some bowling. We had a ball, our ghetto asses, out in them white people's bowling alley, acting a fool.

[I like bowling, I didn't do too bad, I just might make that my hobby again....]

So after a few double shot Hennessy on the rocks, with a slice of lime, we head to the strip club. The place has really changed since I been there. All the hoes fat! My favorite stripper "retired"...*lol* And it was a gang of mexicans in the crowd....

I just knew they was gone start some shit, I kept my eye on them fools...
Lo and behold, My G comes to our table, instructing us to move...
"They bout to shake it up!!!! Get out the way, let them shake it up!!!!"

And indeed thats what happened. All I see is a lot of commotion, as I free myself from danger. Shit is flying all over the place, we running backwards while watching the fight, trying not to get hit. I see security/DJ, beating the shit outta that mexican, then here come the tall, sexy, security guard ( the one that told me to get off the pole, that day on my b day), this nigga fly through mid-air, landing a clean one. Suddenly, here comes the big ass DJ, coming towards us, scrapping, so we ended up taking shelter in the men's room. The fight was steadily coming towards us and soon into the men's room.

Adrenaline pumping, heart beating fast, drunk gone, we exit the bathroom after a few seconds and I see the mexican get lights out, and lay limp, while two other limp bodies got carried out, and some other get kicked out in chokeholds...

We count our crew,fix our table back up, get our chairs sitatuated, and order drinks on the house, since they knocked our shit over...

Next we head to the after party and we kick it in there, until the sun come up....

Marks was tired ass hell...So me, my G' and his girl/my girl, post up and my crib and sleep for hours...

Why my G' get all sentimental on me...holdin my hand and rubbing it, making me fall asleep? His touch spoke in loud volumes, cause he ain't the sentimental type...I knew exactly what he was saying with that...

Before he left he said, "I'm sorry for everything, I ever did to hurt you..."

I began to think on it a bit, then I cleaned up my house and fell back to sleep.

He calls me later, to reitterate and expound.
"I just wanted to let you know I wasn't playing when I said sorry. I was young and I was scared to admit my feelings and now I know what that feeling is..."

As he continued to speak, I began to remember all the dumb, foul, asshole shit, he was speaking of...

That time he choked me until I seen white lights..( we were play fighting)
That time he cocked back his pistol and held it to my head...
His weed free, irritated, asshole, shit talkin days..
The time I got pregnant and he threathned to kill me if I didn't abort, so I called his mother and father, and they chastised him...*lol*

And then he mentioned that in particluar, and I accepted his apology...
When we get older, we see the error in our mistakes, and hopefully we make amends..
I got my chance to say sorry to those who I may have hurt...

He continued, " I love you man, I missed you, you my girl....and you know I'm serious, cause I din't even be talkin all sensitive like this....whoo whoo whoo, blazhay skippy...aiight bye bitch...(he laughs)"

I know he playing, its all love...

Til next time,slapnuts...*lol*

"It ain't no bitch in my blood/Nigga its nothing but thug/I'll knock the black off yo ass"

See, I told yall Kaeven is my savior, I'll glad I have him, cause I would be into all types of shit...

So yesternite, I'm talking to GeorgiaPeach, when my homegirl BrownSugga, tells me her homegirl got busted in the face with a bottle, let's ride....

True, its not my fight, but I ain't finna let my girl ride out alone....so I wrap my hair up, put a plastic bag on it (cause it was storming), and we roll out...She grab the pistol and we in the car hydroplaning....

Once we arrive, everybody is on the block waiting for the "jump off". Bitches got pipes, knives, bats, tennis rackets, free weights, etc. Man, we must've stood out there for about 2 hours and still nothing...I'm looking like what yall waiting for...The bitch who got hit, kids were out there and they ain't jump, so I was like fuck it....Let that been my mama, that busted in the face with a bottle, its on!! No talking, just scraping...

So marks are steadily, getting dropped off on the block, so now its like 50 people per party....A BRAWL....So my girl, cocked back and was ready to let one loose in the air, just to make them scatter like roaches, but as soon as, she was about to do it, here come them people.....

Man, I had my guys come scoop me and we went to the club...with what I had on, (my profile pic), I also had on my AirMax no laces, cause I had just washed them...I ain't finna put on my crispy's in the rain...thats foolish...sneaker murder...

So we off in the club, and niggas telling me I'm the finest thang they have seen all night...I'm like damn, look at what I got on...I ain't stunting in no form or fashion, while bitches was in there doing it, but they was BUSTED in the face, body and whatever else....

So we leave ans hit, I hit up Maxwell's and these 2 old heads try to holla.

He say, "No laces?"

I'm like, "Yea, I just got out the County"....*lol*

He like, "Naw, you too cute to be in the County, who you wit?"

"Wit my guys"

"See you need to change yo ways them niggas prolly got you locked up the first time."

I'm just laughing cause he believe that shit.

Then his old head homeboy like, "Naw fam, she ain't just get out no County, if she did ....naw, she too cute."

Then the first guy was like, "Naw I believe her, she ain't got no laces..."

I grabbed my food and walked off laughin....*lol*
What I look like being in the County?
Well shit, if the brawl had jumped off, I might just been in that bitch, fo hittin a bitch over the head with a fifth of Hennessy bottle....

Oh did I tell yall, I love this WestSide SHIT, with my Southside ass....
But check this out, they said I talk like I'm from Down South....that's cool too....

Kaeven will be gone another week....so there's another week of madness to occur....

Til Next Time, Crank Asses....

"June 16th, 1971!! Mama gave birth to a Hell Raising, Heavenly, Son..."

"ONLY FEAR OF DEATH"


PRESS PLAY...


RIP...."pour out a lil liquour" ...9/13/1996

This is MY SHIT!!!(the shit in bold is the shit I scream at the top of my lungs, almost the whole song....*lol*)

They wanna bury me, I'm worried

I'm losin my mind
Look down the barrel of my nine
And my vision's blurry
Fallin to pieces, am I guilty?
I pray to the Lord, But he ignores me
Unfortunately cause I'm guilty
Show me a miracle, I'm hopeless

I'm chokin off Marijuana smoke,

With every toke, it's like I'm losin focus
Fallin to sleep while I'm in service, When will I die?

Forever paranoid and nervous, because I'm high

Don't mention funerals I'm stressin, and goin nutty

And reminiscin bout them niggaz that murdered my buddy

I wonder when will I be happy, ain't nothin funny
Flashbacks of bustin caps, anything for money

Where am I goin, I discovered, can't nothin save her
My next door neighbor's havin convo with undercovers
Put a surprise in the mailbox, hope she get it

Happy birthday bitch, you know you shouldn'ta did it

Everybody's dyin am I next, who can I trust?
Will they be G's, and they look at me before they bust?
Or will they kill me while I'm sleepin, two to the head

while I'm in bed, leakin blood on my satin sheets

Is there a heaven for a baller? Gettin suspicious
of this bitch the line busy everytime I call her

Now she's tellin me to visit, who else is home?
I check the house before I bone, so we all alone

After I nut I hit the highway, see ya later
To all the players watch the fly way a nigga played her

The bitch is tellin all her homies -- that I can fuck her
like no other now them other bitches wanna bone me
I'm under pressure gettin drunk, somebody help me
I drink a fifth of Hennesey I don't think it's healthy
I see my enemies they creepin, don't make me blast
I watch the five-oh's roll, the muthafuckas pass
By me like they know me, smilin as they laugh

I put up my middle finger then I dash
Niggaz don't like me cause I'm Thuggin, and every day

I'm a hustler lookin to get paid

They wanna bury me, I'm worried -- no need to lie

I pray to God I don't scream when it's time to fry

Nowhere to rest I'm losin homies, ain't that a bitch
When I was rich I had clout, now a nigga's lonely
I put the pistol to my head, and say a prayer

I see visions of me dead, Lord are you there?

They tell me am I lost cause I'm lonely

I thought I had friends but in the end a nigga dies lonely

Nowhere to run from the terror, and no one cares

A closed casket at my funeral and no one's there

Is there a future for a killer? I changed my ways
But still that don't promise me the next day

So I stay Thuggin with a passion, forever blastin
I'm bustin on these motherfuckers in my madness
They wonder if I'm hellbound...
Well Hell can't be worse than this, cause I'm in Hell now
Don't make me hurt you
I don't want to, but I will

Seen motherfuckers killed over chrome wheels....

Never will I die, I'll be back
Reincarnated as a MUTHAFUCKIN MACK---------11
Cause in heaven there's no shortage on G's
I'm tellin you now,
You muahfuckas don't know me!!!!
"Only fear of death.."
"You ghetto niggaz"
"Only fear of death is comin back reincarnated"


Sorry GP I had to bite yo style just this once, I knew you wouldn't mind because its 2PAC....*lol*