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Vin

Vin Summer-aka-Cashus Clay-aka-Diego-aka-AGS-aka-Tony Cartelo-aka-The Truth

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TRENTSIDE Ma football team every sundays BRAPP...Music if ever i feel yo how do i get out of this mess, music is there to help me get trew shit in life....PRO EVO...fuck wat u heard im the biggest man on tht game...Being With the wife relaxes me....getting drunk wid the man dem carnt beat tht...gym even thow i aint had time at the moment..but im gonna get back on it haha

I'd like to meet:

Fuck you to the San FranCisco police department- Fuck you to the Marin County Sheriff department-Fuck you to the F.B.I -Fuck you to the C.I.A -Fuck you to the B-u-s-h -Fuck you to the AmeriKKKa -Fuck you to all you redneck prejudice mutha fuckas And fuck yah -Punk gay sensitive little dick bastards 2paclypse mutha fuckin' know -Y'all can kiss my ass and suck my dick And my uncle Tommy's balls Fuck Y'allI still remember how it all started School - cuttin from class Every boy you knew touching yo' ass Headed no where fast I ain't gon' lie Shorty I used to laugh Cuz you was the main topic on math I seen her in the mall shoppin I'm contemplating bout stoppin Cuz she could get me off like Cochran Now that dinner was poppin Spoiled, her daddy was pumpin He probly thought she'd grow up to get married or somethin But little did he know His little princess was a city ho Pretty, ooh the face Tight from the video Damn, this bitch is thick She on the Lil Kim shit See her hair match the color of her lipstick Now this chick claimed to love jewelry like Slick Rick And had a walk on her that would leave you with a stiff dick Jeans had a sick fit To make a long story short This ain't the type a bitch you wanna stick with

Music:

NaS is the best rapper alive hands down.....2pac the best rapper 6ft under....outkast take rap to a new level...busta rhymes is the most entertaining nigga in rap..he has everything

Movies:

12 angry men...........

Television:

if it aint Match of the day T.V is off carnt take the bubble gum on it.

Books:

Che Guevara life story

Heroes:

They say home is where the hate is My dome is where fate is I stroll where souls get lost like vegas Seen through the eyes of rebel glasses Pray to god that my arms reach the masses The young smoke grass in grassless jungles Rubberband together in cashless bundles We wear struggling chains Divided only hustle remains Making sense of it we hustle for change Revolution ain't a game It's another name For life fighting Someone to stay in they corner like Mike Tyson Hypes fighting for hits to heighten they hell Don't he know he only get as high as he fell Show money becomes bail Relationships become jail Children are unheld I wish love was for sale Behold the pale Horse got me trapped like r. kel', I bail and it