Greetings, I am Bryan Gee. Many have asked what the details of my mysterious last name come from, so let me inform you of this most interesting tale:
i was conceived on a full moon. my parents attempted to have an abortion procedure, but the doctor wouldnt do it. three weeks later, i was born. my father, a Hungarian fisherman and my mother, a Welsch butcher made sweet animal love and created a congealed mass of sperm and egg which was me. Being halfWelsch and half Hungarian made me Well-Hung. though my parents desperately loved me, they did not wish to keep me within their family, so i was abandoned and dumped on the side of a highway. there i survived by suckling of the breast of a rat and soon, i became strong from their milk. at the age of five, i learned to walk and by seven i was already starting to talk. soon, i moved from the vermin nest and headed to the big city. i started at the bottom as a financial accountant advisor and soon moved up to chief executive of my banking firm. but by age ten, i grew weary of my nine-to-five job.
once entering high-school, i began to run in cliques. for starters i became a latin king, but i decided that purple and gold didnt match my eyes. soon i was part of the infamous La Cosa Nostra, but i was kicked out for inseminating a made man. then i found the SKRAA!! lead by the charasmatic and sexy robert rybak, i soon began my prodigy to become an o.g. (orginal gangmember). During these turbulent times, i made love to a brothel of women. Finally i was donned with the o.g. and became o. gee. the end. thats my story. oh, and as being an o.g., i am to remain celibate for life. and i cant make love to myself either. or to my feet.
AY BAY BAY!
We are all here for a reason on a particular path.
You don't need a curriculum to know that you are part of the math.
Cats think I'm delirious, but I'm so damn serious.
That's why I expose my soul to the globe, the world.
I'm trying to make it better for these little boys and girls.
I'm not just another individual, my spirit is a part of this.
That's why I get spiritual, but I get my hymns from Him.
So it's not me, it's He that's lyrical.
I'm not a miracle, I'm a heaven-sent instrument.
My rhythmatic regimen navigates melodic notes for your soul and your mental.
That's why I'm instrumental.
Vibrations is what I'm into.
Yeah, I need my loot by rent day.
But that is not what gives me the heart of Kunte Kinte.
I'm tryina give us "us free" like Cinque.
I can't stop, that's why I'm hot.
Determination, dedication, motivation.
I'm talking to you, my many inspirations.
When I say I can't, let you or self down.
If I were of the highest cliff, on the highest riff.
And you slipped off the side and clinched on to your life in my grip.
I would never, ever let you down.
And when these words are found.
Let it been known that God's penmanship has been signed with a language called love.
That's why my breath is felt by the deaf.
And why my words are heard and confined to the ears of the blind.
I, too, dream in color and in rhyme.
So I guess I'm one of a kind in a full house.
Cuz whenever I open my heart, my soul, or my mouth
A touch of God reigns out.
-J.Ivy
One day some girl's gonna break your heart
And ooh ain't no pain like from the opposite sex
Gonna hurt bad, but don't take it out on the next, son
Throughout life people will make you mad
Disrespect you and treat you bad
Let God deal with the things they do
Cause hate in your heart will consume you too
Always tell the truth, say your prayers
Hold doors, pull out chairs, easy on the swears
You're living proof that dreams do come true
I love you and I'm here for you
-Will Smith
If they hate
Then let them hate
And Watch The Money Pile Up!
-Kanye West
Yeah, on the path to find out whose true
the only person you can really trust is you
And if you, feel like you can't even trust you
You can always trust you know who
And if you don't know who you know who is
Then I feel so sorry for you
Cause that's really the only person that can judge
and critics people that wanna see you fail
and tell you what you can do, shouldn't do, must do
And when you got that glow
Nobody's else words can really bugs you
Haha
Revenge has always been looked upon as a sin
and sometimes you just feel like you have to sin to win
Sometmes it sound like (gun shot), It's what it coulda been
And when you get to the gates of heaven they probably
wouldn't let you in
Haha
But to change that meaning of it success is what it is in the end
and instead of worrying about what it should of, could of, or would it been
You turn you head towards the future and keep it movin
know whatI'm sayin?
Keep it movin, know what I'm sayin?
Screw it then
Know whatI'm sayin?
If you waitin for me to fail
Your time is running out on the clock
I'm runin to the finish yeahh
when I get there I ain't gonna stop
Success iiiiiiisssss what I couldn't have
but now I tell them look what I got
-Chamillionaire
I Have A Problem Counting Priuses.
