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ATTENTION NIGGAS AND BITCHES:

 

next time i'm online, it'll be in new york. i got a few days off for the dopeness which is chinese new year before i jet on friday. and the last thing i want to do when i aint at work is look at a motherfucking computer.

 

so i'll see some of you this weekend for gats birthday bukakke bash.

 

and then hopefully for some painting the weekend after.

 

gooch. email me or pm your cell#.

 

i have such a fucking boner right now because i'm leaving this office for 3 weeks. seriously, i could nut right now.

 

KUNG HEI FAT CHOI!

 

wonk snaisa

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Originally posted by iquit@Feb 7 2005, 10:30 PM

well my stories got mixed up back there, i kinda compiled a lot of stories into one.

 

the beatdown and the community service weren't a result of the pesos thing. that was from when i got bagged. i ran, one of the dt's hurt himself chasing me, pulled a hamstring or something. so when i finally got cornered, they fucked me up a bit. not too bad. actually, while they were kicking the shit out of me i was kinda happy because i was thinking that maybe they'd just beat me up and let me go. but that didn't happen.

 

yeah, so i didn't want to pay for a lawyer and i had a public defendant and i got 80 hours of community service. that shit FUCKING SUCKED. every saturday all summer. so not fun.

 

and they can't raid your crib unless thay have a lot of shit on you. and they need to really want to bust your ass. that shit is pretty rare. they were just calling me, trying to scare me into a confession. easy arrest for them.

 

man u got lucky,when i got bagged in nov of 03,i ran,got cornered,had guns pulled to my head,got kicked a few times,and still got arrested,they slapped me with a felony charge,100 hours of comm. service and like 630 bucks worth of fines...now THAT sucks

 

oh and i went with a IDB,which is a public defender

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Originally posted by Glik0@Feb 7 2005, 10:48 PM

Or when they call cops on you to point their guns in your face because youre a "terrorist threat"

 

2G1 GOT PINCHED ON THE WESTSIDE HIGHWAY AFTER MY 12TH FILLIN AND NIGGAS TOLD ME THE SAME SHIT. LOL "TERRORIST THREAT" NIGGA, DO I LOOK LIKE A FUCKING A-RAB? WITH MY DURAG AND IVERSON JERSEY ON? *SLAP*

 

P.S. I HAD NO IDEA FAME CITY WAS THAT SHIT IN BRIDGEPORT, I WENT THERE 100,000 TIMES. CAN SOMEONE SCOOP ME UP FROM THE METRO NORTH?

 

 

 

-MEROESSS

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I have served community service twice, once when I was 17 for graff in a northern westchester shithole, cleaning up the community and cleaning bum shit off the library's bathroom wall, 300hrs. Then got two weekends when I was 22 for some petty bullshit in tompkins park in the lower east side, cleaning up the dog run and riding the park garbage truck. community service sucks, but it sure beats serving time..

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I got a monkey on my back

With two gats

bipolar

and a headleass angel lying dead on my shoulder

The hairs in my lungs are my dying kids

That don't eat until I put the leak to my lips

I'm spiraling down until this thing pop off

Like grandad in the sky with his wings shot off

You can't stop this scam

My blunts be in the water more than Aquaman's blunts

Like a little kid that stay with juice

And this magazine will be red when I spray it loose

Who got this chicks lips speaking wrong to us

Use four letter words like Cheech and Chong on dust

Oh this cocaine's rigged

Off the one for ten years like Kurt Cobaine's wig

I click the pen don't know what crawls out

My claim's this bird yakking what's in my balls out

 

 

Got wet

I'll give you wet

Out of my head and I'm high as a jet

So you wanna get wet

I'm your connect

And we can see death through a dipped cigarette

A dipped cigarette

Little brain like Tech

Nine as I climb through my mind in the mess

I said I want to see death

In these eyes when I'm bent

These lines in my head and a bottle of wet

 

 

Wet to death

High as Red mixed with Meth

To get off my cigarettes vets need twelve different steps

To the left with it

My visits done left liquid to pick with it

My dip sticks hit like pick six

Banging like a hollow tip

I'm leaking like when the bottle tips

It's to whom it may consherm apocalypse

The looney bin kin toxic twin

With the hot shit for the mosh pit

Gremlin in the cockpit hard to handle his chopsticks

Aquafresh from one dip in the flesh

YES I be screaming on records like DJ SnS

I'm a mess with the classical story like Scarface

Cigars laced with that fresh out of the jar taste

My liquid diet's a riot try eating sea

Narcotic product endorsement enforcing vitamin c

The leak leak leak lottery probably need a break

Consider it something speacial to puff like cheesecake

 

 

Got wet

I'll give you wet

Out of my head and I'm high as a jet

So you want to get wet

I'm the connect

And we can see death through a dipped cigarette

A dipped cigarette

Little brain like a tech

Nine as I climb through my mind in the mess

I said I want to see death

In these eyes when I'm bent

These lines in my head and a bottle of wet

 

Trapped in jar

with a jetski

Dusty days

Evenings are mescy

Contrary to where I'm buried and resting

Time stands still

Hands on my clock piss battery acid

While I spit pain from the same cavity basket

Wattery Puttery

Stuttering what the fuck are we

When the planet gets cold I got a fresh bundle to cover me

Then suddenly

Immortal open the portal then dive in through it

You don't gotta lie to do it

Just have a little lighter fluid

 

 

Squeegee my bidis

And get nuff litres of leaky

And what I've written be dripping like insufficient graffiti

People see me or heemi completely lost in the fog

Blacking and barking like all of the parts of atomic dog

PCP funk allstar like I was Bootsy

The most narcotic product that ever got on a loosey

I'm charismatic the baddest out of the addicts

With wet so savage you smell it through two layers of cabbage

 

Got wet

I'll give you wet

Out of my head and I'm high as a jet

So you want to get wet

I'm the connect

And we can see death through a dipped cigarette

A dipped cigarette

Little brain like a tech

Nine as I climb through my mind in the mess

I said I want to see death

In these eyes when I'm bent

These lines in my head and a bottle of wet

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