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ABOUT THE MUTHAFUKKIN CEREAL KILLIN LOON FROM THA STL...... I grew up on tha southside, staying in family's houses and when ever mom could afford it, four family flats. When ever the money god looked out for us we moved up to north county. Now that shit never lasted long, so we would move back to tha hood. then one muthafukkin day our nieghbor gets his ass stabbed to death right out there in my mutha fukkin yard. So mom moved us again, back to the county, and for mutha fukkin good. she was determined to keep it that way. She took two jobs, sold drugs, man she did everything to keep her kids safe. SO at an early age, hustlin was a part of everyday life in my eyes. I went to live wit my uncle and he showed me how its done. I went from sellin dime bags of bud to 20 dollar rocks to movin ki's at a time. Then it all fell apart. Set up, discriminated, lied about, speculated..... I went to prison for five mutha fukkin years. I picked up (AGAIN, but wit more determination) tha art of rappin wit my homies da georgetown hustla and bulldog. So I gets out da joint and shit, I tries to put some tracks together and the shit blows up. Everything is lost. Once again I must rebuild. Starting wit givin props to da area that raised me DAT 314, takin me from a violent drug dealer and purse snatcher to a lyrical genious. This is only tha beginning, it only gets better from here. Much props to C.L.B. those of the past and those of the future.
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