RUN no more but I know dat it must stop
or be anotha nigga sent up to heaven, hangin with pac
 
 
many kudos to the late GirClock for killin himself therefore having me run from the feds and also spending 3 weeks in the mental hospital and also a waste of my 18th birthday
 
http://youtube.com/watch?v=xzsV9BqsIVk
 
how goes it folks

;____;

wHat

well SEE i was looking at the news article on MSNBC and it was titled "Smiley-Face KILLERS"    because before he jumped off the bridge into the river he decided to spraypaint a smiley face with an X on the forehead so two retired FBI agents were like WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS SHIT its a new gang durp
 
so i started pacing my house knowing i had feds lookin for me
 
eventually the cops pulled up and i had to ride in the back of an ambulance to this one hospital and everyone was like OH My GOD ITS A GANG MEMBER and i just started rappin and rhyming everything i could and they were rhyming with me over the intercom and shit and more and more people started showin up
 
BUT THEN a white-haired man with a glock clearly visible in his pocket pulled up a chair outside my little room, and i figured "oh hey its one of the feds"  and we started chatting
 
i was rhyming at him about how he's a RETIRED fbi agent and therefore just another gangster down for vigilante justice and he would respond with what i was saying by clearing his throat for yes and eventually i figured out that he had indeed been to prison before and agreed with me that he was also a gangster
 
a shitload of people started showing up supporting me, and all of them had guns which i heard constantly cocking throughout the whole ordeal
 
i myself requested a .22 and a bulletproof vest, but some dumb bitch from 4chan came in and put a coat on the ground stating it was bulletproof but i asked for bomb sniffing dogs to inspect it first  
 
to which she replied "i wish to see you deceased"  and i called her a dumb bitch who needs to fuck off.   anyway eventually another stretcher was brought in and i started off for PINE REST with a bunch of people with guns ridin in front and behind like some sort of G-escorted presidential shit
 
and i spent 3 weeks in PINE REST slowly becoming more and more insane until last night when i was released and got ma pleystation triple dfioadjf

im sorry wut?

we don't talk to police
we don't make a peace bond
we ain't trustin in the judicial system
we shoot guns

my face melts

BWOOP BWOOP THAT'S THE SOUND OF THE POLICE, BWOOP BWOOP, THAT'S THE SOUND OF THE BEAST

one-time nigga one-time
 
WHERE?? NIGGA WHERE?????

THE JIG IS UP THE NEWS IS OUT THEY FINALLY FOUND ME

YOU RENEGADE YOU HAD IT MADE

i aint get arrested for shit busta!!!
 
i did however inform them that
 
we dont talk to POLICE
we rely on tha streetz dawg

THIS'LL BE THE END TODAY OF A WANTED MAN

A WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNTTTTTTTTTTTEEEEEEEEED MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNN TYEAHAJHADSKLG