Smoking,Drinking,Thiz,KItty going to partys tha real ones.
Dj'ing
Promotting Working Grapic Design Producing when i can
making beatsSkating.cudling,kissing,Having sex with tha opisite sex
light shows dancing b boying laughing at tha dumbest shit in tha world that one one would laugh at becuase i am me and if you dont like it then FuK off ....what Fuk off..huh
I SAID FUCK OFF!FUCT!
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You Chill Ass People That DGAF and i mean really DGAF! Real people no fake fools that thing thier down with somthing just buy listing to a song and wearing tha cloths. Fuck Fake ass people! People that you think you know then turn out to be back stabers and lie to your Fucken face FUCK THAT! AND FUCK YOU! you know they talk shit behind your back people that think there gangster really pissis me off. people that mix abercombie and SRH are fucken stupid and should get hit my a fucken tour bus!people = Shit in my head. simple as that! wanna be my friend now?hit me up
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Tech n9ne-kingspade-KMK-Chucky Chuck-Pintsize-judge D-Dirtball-Big Krizz-Kutty-Hed PE-Tupac-Ice cubes-Snoop-Getto Boyz-
DZK-Bone-Bun B-Pimp C-UGK-White Boyz On Wax-Twizted-blaze-Techno-Dark Trance Drum And Bass Trance House No gay shit tho. you get tha idea"Suicide Letters"Picture me
In a casket
Blasted
Never nobody
Knew how long
The pain lasted
Keep my eyes tight
I'm frightened
But I fights like Tyson
When playin' this game of life
I'm losing
Longing to be enlightened
Absorb my mind state
Reduce the crime rate
And take me out
When running toward the Lord
I see 'em fake me
Out shook me
So from church I play hookie
Listen to the words of a brother
The sick stutters
So you better better
Get the get the bags ready
Comes a killer killer
Like Skagnetti
My brains contaminated
Hella rotten
Wasn't me that killed you
Who was it what was it
The effects of the mildew
My brain's wilted
In my eyes the world is a bit tilted
Lord take me away
Before somebody else gets killed
Blood spilled
Seriously
This is the letter to my homies
I'll be missin'
God told me to behold a pale horse
But I didn't listen
It's hard man
My life is scarred man
I'm losing my mind
So now it's time
Sincerely sign
N9NEI just wanna die
I don't want to wake up
I don't wanna cuz
That's the way that I feel
I'm barely hanging on
I don't want to wake up
I don't wanna cuz
That's the way it has to beI made your life a living hell
With my infidelity
Remember your telling me
All I give a damn about
Is weed stems and melodies
Remember you
Spent 30 minutes in the hospital parking lot
Crying
When the blood test read
The baby of another woman was mine
99.99
You should've left
Along time ago like Mary J. say
Just let it go like Ray J.
Con't
I know your mamma heard
You yelling mayday
Spent my life trying to R-A to the P
You sick of me
Always bein' B to the R-O-K to the E
Now there's nothin'
Else left of me
I was a bum
But you still wanted some
Through the rain, snow and thunder
Foul ups , bleeps and blunders
But no man shall tear asunder
Is what you said
You should've put multi bullets
In my head
When you found that evil
Instinct was a song
Where the events actually went on
This is the letter
To my homie, my friend
Who put up with me for 8
So now to take me
Really quickly is my fate
I'm sorry
For making it hard
I know your scarred
I'm losing my mind
So now it's time
Sincerely sign
N9neI just want to die
I don't want to wake up
I don't wanna cuz
That's the way that I feel
I'm barely hanging on
I don't want to wake up
I don't wanna cuz
That's the way it has to beI love ya'll
The dynamic duo, my babies
It ain't your fault
That your daddy's crazy
Donny,
I miss your drumming like me
One day you'll be ruling
Leelee,
I miss you in my face
Yellin'
Daddy, what you doin'
You two are the reason
Why I'm still standing today
But I'm 1600 miles away
And you get my heart sinkin'
When I start thinkin' about you babies
I heavily start drinkin'
On a daily puffin'
I'm seeing my heart
I gots to toughin'
Can't see me leavin' my angels with nothin'
So I keep bussin'
Use my pain for you two
I've gotta come up in the game
So one day you can do the same with yours
Love you galore
And I ain't playin'
makin' me put an end
To this suicidal mind state sayin'I don't want to wake up
I don't wanna cuz
That's the way I feel
I'm barely hanging on
I don't want to wake up
I don't wanna cuz
That's the way it has to be
"Worst Enemy"You were supposed to be my dog
Homey when I first met you what was told to me was fraud
What a shocker an imposter, I been crossed I lost ya
My best friend turned out to be an enemy the sin in me hit me
No sympathy no empathy either, Homey I never denied yaNothing that you wanted women, I never player hated I hooked
You up booked you up from the beginning the sin in me had
Love for you shed blood for you when you wanted to dig
I dug for you nigga, But you a double crosser nasty hand tosser
I should've known you was evil, when you told me it was cool
For we to be sex fools when we under the steeple the retrievalI'm trying to get my life back no more stopping women
From putting a knife at your cap remember when we were
Kickin' it bitches was giving everyday we did it in
Everyway, but the respect went away you got a mind of
Your own now you're grown now can I ask you a question
Did you forget we were kinfolk nigga we the same complexion
I'm stressingYou was always in front of me so I listened everyday
You wanted me on a mission I even let you have sex
With my lady like a g. infatuated with you and not me
I sucked it up; I got back with her you fucked it up
By letting her know I creeping around with every chick in the
Town buster, I should've known not to trust youListen I'm losing my life because of you
I lost my life because of you; I'm losing my wife because of you
I even had sex and a baby with that crazy bitch you introduced me to
Now I'm straight depressed, I hate your flesh
The fate was just, belate the Tech laid to rest
Every time you got drawls you made my
Poor little life fall nigga you got ballsYou ain't never had a partner like me, real a never
Ever sold you pipe dreams personal yes it might seem
Nigga when you was burning, I went and got the doxcycline
Looked out for your health, and this is all the respect
I get hater your neck I slit but I can't cause I'm
Attached to ya and I don't know why sometimes I wish
You would just dieIt would eliminate all this hurt maybe I could
Get up out of all this dirt you caused me so strong
Nothing can stop ya not even cerebral pawlsy I can't believe
It my best homey turned on me you must have forgot
We grew up together I'm thru life is over now it's
Nothing else to do point the finger and blame it on youIt's all because of you, you, you. I lost my girl, my world
Is upside down because I found you wasn't shit.
It's all because of you, you, you. Broke us into you untrue
Don't know what to do I'm talking to you, who?
My dick!
Come Gangsta!I've been writing for
Nineteen years for sure
Haters in these times
Niggaz don't wanna see me shine
Stop me, and then try and tell me (Come gangsta)
And then compare me to Nelly (What ya bang bra)
So this songs is gonna tell me so called gangsta Niggas, who the fuck has always been the bigger G?
Hey, I've been bustin'
And fizz knuckin' bitches
It tizz nothin' for years puffin'
I've been clutchin' riches from his muffin'
Heres fuck you niggaz this is toughin' I
(Don't know what the fuck you thinkin' telling me this shit is hella fake)
Say, since way back in the days rappin'
The blaze happen
I raised raves craves days would blade packin'
And stage saggin'
Theys wackin' Nina stays layed backin' I
(Rap at niggaz constantly they never know the money Nina makes)
Hey, this is amazin' how niggaz formulate they hatin'
You fuckin' fornicate your mistakin'
We can never correlate cause you fakin', huh
Who's bringin' in through the bacon, huh
Who's keepin' this shakin', huh
(Got any questions Sinister Tech and Tecca Nina niggaz know the rest)
Gay, is all you punks and mitch bades this in your trunk won't get played on the radio
Too gangsta for an old lady bro
Gangsta niggaz don't hate me no
Wanksta niggaz won't face me though
(Talkin' shit and books my people tellin' me that I really need a vest)
OkayI rep the town harder than any of you niggaz
Where ever I stand my bills the same punk
And you got the nerve to tell meCome gangsta
Throw your rags in the air
And know that nobody there
Will compare to your gangsta
Saggin' pants to the floor
Every womens a bitch or a whore
When your gangsta
Pack ya guns in the club
If they shrug to them thugs mean mug ya come gangsta
Is what they sayin' to meI shoulda been done come wit a gun
For the ones who bump they gums who the one
Said a nigga wasn't gonna make another record said I was wack and washed up done
Said a nigga might scare lil' ones
He's a fuckin' nightmare, here he comes
Really red hair and my face painted
They said (Gangsta)
Messy Marvin Coleone is so (Gangsta)
But I really ain't (Gangsta)
I need to come a little (Gangsta)
Scritch the scratch the nigga fat tone is so (Gangsta)
You need a bit of that (Gangsta)
You need to hang wit a (Gangsta)
Mr. Stinky vigilante so (Gangsta)
Brother Lynch is (Gangsta)
The Bigga Figga is (Gangsta)
57 RDVs are so (Gangsta)
The nigga fifty is so (Gangsta)
They say
When you in them streets, creep creep
Cause some gangstas want a head blast
Cause I run with the red rags
And try make the feds flash
Try to swipe my bread stash
(That's that bullshit I'm gon' skip and try to go get the money grip)
Okay, you niggaz kill me in Nosferatu ?? bit my shit
Cause you niggaz fill me surprised that I got you right here with my shit
So you gotta be thankful to who?
By the way homie what's gangsta to you?
(Money, dope and alcohol and plenty bitches all up on your dick)
I got that
How can C-Bo be wrong?
How can Yukmouth be wrong?
How can Lynch be wrong?
How can 2Pac be wrong? Bitch!I've been nice to you rapper cats for a long time
I left Kansas City so them other cats can gon' shine
But it seems these punks are confused because I'm my own kind
But I'm back on deck cause Kansas City is who's throne? Mine!
This ain't no punk shit
Nigga this is strength at it's finest
I made this shit so you all you sins can rewind it
Meaning, you pussys who says this Tech shit ain't hard for real
And try to disregard the real
You motherfuckers is hard to feel
I get your death threats cause I'm the king bitch
Money, groupies, drugs, alcohol and bling shit
But I stay a hella game
And you punks is so lame
Cause my mobbin' gangsta track will demolish your whole tank
I've been with every rapper who's legendary
Underground to mainstream know that Tech is very hard
Cause I bring the heater
Love me cause I'm your leader
Bitches they suck my peter
While I drinkin' Margaritas
Niggaz get layed down
Seven displayed sounds
N9ne the crayzed klown
Lines like sprayed rounds
This is for all you haters who don't pump my shit
If you say this ain't gangsta then you can suck my dick!
I might look like a clown
But you niggaz sound like a motherfuckin' circus
Fuck you motherfuckers!
La Ink And tha Simpsons.
Moto X mags transworld hightimes shit like that
DGAF abought anyone but myself cuz thats all your gonna have in tha end!