Thursday, April 01, 2004
slick criminal whit, the shit i spit you. like the bullet came back and just missed and hit you. i say the type of shit parents slit they wrist to. need an anthem to amp you than this the shit to. too many enemies on my list to sift through. nobody got my back in this bitch but this do. sorry officer i don't care how pissed it gets you, but i don't go no where without my pistol pistol.
