caught you did i...

she will never be mine. or am i just dreaming. a facade that sweeps me off ma feet, divides oceans into two. im in a lost faculty, everyone's goin west but my sights are bein cast to the east. a dreamer whose lonely spectacles reaches the shores of the furthest islands. i tend to imagine things, and thatz my most venomous habbit to date. i find maself being date-less this valentines, erm ever since i got attached when i was 15. sucha random note, but thatz the reality of of the world we live in. wat have i done to incur sucha wrath? im gone wid the wind. and once again it has happened. the plot set, the drama unfolded itself into a mystery of revenge. yes, i knew it was juz a play of scrutiny. but i fell for it at a moment's glance. im goin speechless. so much treachery in this world. so little time to go through it all. the eyes are playin tricks no more. its quite evident to see what's goin on ard this super-jet-paced world. obama's asked for a US$819mil for legitimate usage. i call it insurance claim. trynna take over the world in a seemingly ruthless fashion. but im back to ma lost state. and its time once again to sit back and ponder on certain 'legitimate' issues of ma own...

Six 12's and tha G's.

We gonn' hit em wid the left...hit em wid the right..is' a fight is' a fight! haha the old memories of the italian stallion cruisin ard the ring heaving his right hand down onto his opponents would send anyone into frenzy. the eye gashes, the tooth extraction, the unfancied ballerina twirls and hitting the canvas after a knockout. wat have i got maself into? the lure of blood and gore of sucha sport has managed to grab ma craving for violence and stardom. the rise to fame is a long winding road split at a fork-road. but ive set ma mind for success. kill em all and let God sort it out. well can i fight ma way to freedom? well fuck tht dumb shit ive got six 12's muffuckas and a round of nines ready to do battle wid. what it is what it is! i aint knowin where ma road's leadin to. mr.magic's playin and i aint got ma cards right. am i in love you ask? and then u ask wat hiphop means. they say the onli ups and downs of marriage shd be in the bedroom, but kids these days are frolicking all ova tha fuckin place! trends set new horizons, and i fail to see watz beyond the borders. divorce, prolly. i intend to write a book, on how i see life as. many names wd be mentioned, many acts, not forgotten. can i knock maself out? test ma mettle muffuckas ill knock ya fuckin teeth out.

Moments to be told.

destruction begins, a new phase. catastrophe, but wid a whole new beginning. i lost ma mind, words out in a jumble. and i lost everything, or did i? did i make the wrong move? but les would have happened in a silent movie. a sage once told me i was meant for success, but for wat shd i suceed in is still a mystery.

long gone were those days where i was resigned to my fate. till tis day, im resigning to life.

Condition Zero

Well ladies and gentlemen boys gals, welcome to another episode my life. the year has passed on quickly. NYE saw me walkin a dog ard town, much to the amazement of countless drunken faces whu behave like they're neva fuckin seen a dog b4. and im a proud kid to not have touched alcohol tht night. ushering the new year continued, as i left home early and straight to bed without the party poppers and mini-skirts! ma dear buddy has left for meh-hiccc-cooo! and i miss her tonnes. its like when they say u miss someone when they arnt ard. so fuckin true. no more silly gossips and town escapades. and the pretty faces turned sour, as much as to me walkin down the isle in search of the truth, the truth behind the 9-11 attacks. disguised as "batman forver" was a vid tht revealed facts beyond the venged, or rather planned attacks. and ouh she's so pretty!! i wish i could tell. ma wife. go figure. im sure no one's gonna be readin this so fuck the whole secrecy. but i still aint tellin. hehehee. happyness is derived from company. her company. the amazing facts and figures that go into makin sucha person is denominal to the very last decible. im headin for training twice weekly from this moment. and combat boxing classes weekly. and hopefully MMA real soon. im gonna dedicate ma life to pain and glory people i have a fetish for violence and beating the guts outta muffuckas.but its all controlled affection and such love is only deployed in the ring, not the streets. i need money people! a job would suffice. so if u know any boss, manager or ceo whu has steped down and are lookin for replacements, please do let me know.