Yo wassup my mad graffazzzz.....been out the game for a minute. SHit has been mad hot in Bismarck. My crew still gets mad props though. Me and my boy flicked all these bombs on our flick mission the other day. Im gonna have a video on ebay comin out soon. SHits only gonna be 15 bucks wit flicks of naked bitchezzz. Ill holla back later wit da detailz. For now keep benchin and keep it on the DL, and fuck da cops.
Yo,,, i was feelin this bomb. After seein this, I knew I was gonna be hittin up pleasure time, by the end of my flick mission.
If anyone has flicks of this bomb with out that sign in front of it, hit me up. This freight train has been in my yard for over a 8 months now, but that fuckin signs dead beat in the middle.
Talk about needin some pussy, me and boy hit this shit up for a minute. My boys bitch was mad expensive and mad fat. I told him its just more cushion for the pushin. ya heard.
I didnt know if I was gonna flick this bomb, but i was feelin the 'Y' more than 'E', The "Y" reminded me of some old school shit, somehow the "E" was workin with the "Y" so it still looked tight. THere was some really wack shit by euro writers on the other side of this freight. FUck all euro taggerz,,, stay off our trainz. (get your own)
My boy threw me 18 bucks for gas to keep the flick mission alive. I went in to pay while he rolled up a phat stash.
THis pawn shop is fuckin wak. We rolled through it lookin for paint, but they didnt have shit. Dont waste your time tryin to come up on krylon here.
We were gonna flick the bombs behind this fence. But my boy got his pants caught in the barbwire tryin to hop this shit.
This bomb was tight, even though its not that wildstyle. I know that euro taggers be bitin this guy, cuz they cant come up with shit on they own. They know where tagging came from. They know.
I was all high and shit flickin this bomb, and a bird almost flew right into me. I could feel it breeze right by my head.
This was just straight fucked. As I was flickin this bomb, I noticed it said "stay off drugs". And I was just tellin my boy how it took me like 10 minutes to figure out what it said cuz I was so blazed.
The flick mission almost ended when the cops rolled up while i flickin this bomb. I just hid my camera and kept walkin. They know better than to fuck with us.
This bomb wasnt all that, but it was better than wack ass euro train shit.
My flicked this shit cuz he told me SP is from new york. I looked in my the art of getting over when i got home. Im not sure if this is the same tagger. If it is then it must be mad old.
The flare is original on this tag. I respect taggers who know the basics.
SOme wak ass tagger tried to spot jock my boy. But real taggers recognize real.
The flick mission was movin along, but we were mad hungry so we stopped by Mcee Dees. My boy threw down 18 bucks on food for us. We got a bunch of bigmacs and shit for the yard later.
Just after we left mcee dees a rail spike in the yard popped my tire. We rolled to this spot and my boy threw down some cash to fix it. Im gonna pay him back on friday, when i get pizzzaid.
WHile we were at da gas station I saw this dumpster that was all tagged up. THis guy has got tags alll over downtown here.
This one goes out to all the west side homies
Im feelin the swirls on the outer edge of the bomb, plus the tag is tight.
My crew is schoolin this tagger. He went to NYC last year.
the flick mission wasnt over until me and my boy hit up da liquor store to mix a few hardliners on the way to go burn up a few freights.
we got to the spot to burn up some freights, but there wasnt shit there but some old roundie extendos, so we said fuck it. We just got blazed and talked about the pleasure time bitches and the popped tire. Just before leavin, we hit up tagz all over the large silver box inside our spot. The railroad workers finally quit paintin over out tagz.
