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A.K.A MAKAVELI

THE REALIST NIGGA U WILL EVER MEET! SHIT DO U FUCK THE NEXT NIGGA, CAUSE NIGGAS AINT SHIT, NEITHER I

About Me

"WHAT IT DO" ITS YOUR NIGGA MAKAVELI, I FROM A LITTLE TOWN ON THE MAP CALLED RVK!!! YA DIG... IMA REAL ASS NIGGA DOING REAL ASS THINGS!!! I THOUGHT I'LL GET UP ON MYSPACE TO CATCH UP WITH SOME OLD FRIENDS. O YEAH, I ON ON THIS SHIT, AND HELL YEAH I KNOW HOW TO WORK A FUCKING COMPUTER....REAL ASS NIGGAS ALWAYS STAY UP ON GAME!!!!! GET AT YA BOY

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"I Cry"Sometimes when I'm alone I Cry, Cause I am on my own. The tears I cry are bitter and warm, They flow with life but take no form I Cry because my heart is torn. I find it difficult to carry on. If I had an ear to confiding, I would cry among my treasured friend, but who do you know that stops that long, to help another carry on. The world moves fast and it would rather pass by. Then to stop and see what makes one cry, so painful and sad. And sometimes... I cry and no one cares about why.

Music:

THIS IS IN MEMORY OF MY MOTHER KATHY ELAINE NOURSE I WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU AND MISS YOU....... RIPDear Mama"You are appreciatedWhen I was young me and my mama had beef Seventeen years old kicked out on the streets Though back at the time, I never thought I'd see her face Ain't a woman alive that could take my mama's place Suspended from school; and scared to go home, I was a fool with the big boys, breakin all the rules I shed tears with my baby sister Over the years we was poorer than the other little kids And even though we had different daddy's, the same drama When things went wrong we'd blame mama I reminice on the stress I caused, it was hell Huggin on my mama from a jail cell And who'd think in elementary? Heeey! I see the penitentiary, one day And runnin from the police, that's right Mama catch me, put a whoopin to my backside And even as a crack fiend, mama You always was a black queen, mama I finally understand for a woman it ain't easy tryin to raise a man You always was committed A poor single mother on welfare, tell me how ya did it There's no way I can pay you back But the plan is to show you that I understand You are appreciatedLady... Don't cha know we love ya? Sweet lady Dear mama Place no one above ya, sweet lady You are appreciated Don't cha know we love ya?Now ain't nobody tell us it was fair No love from my daddy cause the coward wasn't there He passed away and I didn't cry, cause my anger wouldn't let me feel for a stranger They say I'm wrong and I'm heartless, but all along I was lookin for a father he was gone I hung around with the Thugs, and even though they sold drugs They showed a young brother love I moved out and started really hangin I needed money of my own so I started slangin I ain't guilty cause, even though I sell rocks It feels good puttin money in your mailbox I love payin rent when the rent's due I hope ya got the diamond necklace that I sent to you Cause when I was low you was there for me And never left me alone because you cared for me And I could see you comin home after work late You're in the kitchen tryin to fix us a hot plate Ya just workin with the scraps you was given And mama made miracles every Thanksgivin But now the road got rough, you're alone You're tryin to raise two bad kids on your own And there's no way I can pay you back But my plan is to show you that I understand You are appreciated]Pour out some liquor and I reminisce, cause through the drama I can always depend on my mama And when it seems that I'm hopeless You say the words that can get me back in focus When I was sick as a little kid To keep me happy there's no limit to the things you did And all my childhood memories Are full of all the sweet things you did for me And even though I act crAAAzy I gotta thank the Lord that you made me There are no words that can express how I feel You never kept a secret, always stayed real And I appreciate, how you raised me And all the extra love that you gave me I wish I could take the pain away If you can make it through the night there's a brighter day Everything will be alright if ya hold on It's a struggle everyday, gotta roll on And there's no way I can pay you back But my plan is to show you that I understand You are appreciatedSweet lady And dear mamaDear mama

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MY CHILDREN ARE MY HEROES, THEY ARE THE REASON I LIVE AND WORK HARD FOR EVERYDAY.

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Did someone hack into ur messages and post them all on discussprofiles.com

Did someone hack into ur messages and post them all on discussprofiles.com
Posted by A.K.A MAKAVELI on Tue, 27 May 2008 07:40:00 PST