TRAP//STAR
I'm a femboy. A REAL femboy, not one of those uwu owo wannabe ones.

I live in a low income housing environment that goes by the government name of "Section 8." Me and a group of my allies control certain areas of this section in order to run our illegitimate business. We possess unregistered firearms, stolen vehicles, mind-altering inhibitors, and only use cash for financial purchases. If anyone would like to settle unfinished altercations, I will be more than happy to release my address. I would like to warn you; I am a very dangerous person, and I regularly disobey the law.
I'm a femboy. A REAL femboy, not one of those uwu owo wannabe ones.

I live in a low income housing environment that goes by the government name of "Section 8." Me and a group of my allies control certain areas of this section in order to run our illegitimate business. We possess unregistered firearms, stolen vehicles, mind-altering inhibitors, and only use cash for financial purchases. If anyone would like to settle unfinished altercations, I will be more than happy to release my address. I would like to warn you; I am a very dangerous person, and I regularly disobey the law.
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Police steady watching me, every day they clocking me
Every day they clocking me
Police steady watching me, every day they clocking me
Red alert, armed and dangerous, I keep that Glock on me
And I ain't looking for no trouble, I'm just looking out for me
Cause I done did shít that níggas ain't talking 'bout no rapping beef
Boy, I'm talking tragedies, massacres, casualties
Shít that I can't even remember, bet they remember me
Shít that happened late in December, I bring that Winter heat
Níggas dying the whole October, the real Halloween
Back to back funerals, it's them or us, it's him or me
Don't get booked 'cause ain't no bond money
We doing this shít for free
If he told then that ain't my homie, that lil' nígga weak
If I miss, ain't going to sleep, I'm in the street, we play for keeps
2011, August 11th, R.I.P. Odee
August 9th, two days before, I turned 17
21 to 45, I'm like what the fúck that mean?
You fighting an armed robbery shorty, that's what they offering
My lil' brother getting big, my uncle got that cough again
He been smoking crack since I was born, that monkey stalking him
I used to stay up late at granny crib just to talk to him
When I was locked up
God knocked on his door and told him walk with Him
Back to this drilling shít
Sosa started rapping now the war going viral
Boy, this bítch cracking
Boy, they áss lacking
Hit they block twice, a lot of booming, no jamming
His mama pop out like, "Oh Goddámn, what happened?"
This the type of shít happen, the life of a savage
You ain't right, you get left, you slipped up, you ain't having
Not your blood, ain't your cuz, you my son, I'm your daddy
(You my son, I'm your daddy)
Police steady watching me, every day they clocking me
Red alert, armed and dangerous, I keep that Glock on me
And I ain't looking for no trouble, I'm just looking out for me
'Cause I done did shít that níggas ain't talking 'bout no rapping beef
Boy, I'm talking tragedies, massacres, casualties
Shít that I can't even remember, bet they remember me
Shít that happened late in December, I bring that Winter heat
Níggas dying the whole October, the real Halloween
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春日夏子 6 Ağu @ 9:37 
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TRAP//STAR 4 Ağu @ 10:39 
The Lion does not allow the Small Dog to waste space in his comment section.
户田惠梨香 3 Ağu @ 9:41 
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funnyfish0 27 Tem @ 17:00 
It's 30 years later and the ghosts of the cold war return. The toxic swamps of Florida become the battleground for the 2nd Vietnam War. The Government's only choice is to thaw out the man they put in Cryo-prison for a crime he didn't commit. Not only must he contend with the blood thirsty and dangerous Cyber-Cong, but also Mutated Backwoods Cannibal Hillbillies, Overgrown Gators and a Rogue US Military outfit lead by a man who he treated like his own son. This time War just got personal.
hype 4 Tem @ 16:29 
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Djo 29 Haz @ 4:08 
+rep W Nic