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u see.... my first best friend seems to lack a conscience so he's quick to crush kids to resolve conflicts he's never modest or honest, he's always poppin lip an arrogant asshole, conceited, and over confident... he's got this inferno inside, that burns through his spine hes pissed at the world, for all the twists n the turns that occur in his life he's adapted to be a savage, and damagin, and he can't trust anybody since his friends abandoned him... he's seen so much in his life, his eyes are immune.. so he never blinks when theres a new obstacle to get through.. he's respected and feared by peers, he's bad n shady... and he walks with his head high. so he doesnt have to see the path hes taking.
my second friend is a hopeless romantic whose one life goal is to get drunk and blow up the planet. he's overdramatic, over the top and barely there who just needs a bottle of rum, and a chick's thick derriare.. and with those two things, he thinks he could change the globe... but half the time he's too tanked to be able to change his clothes... he's got illusions that his life'll be perfect, with out the work... so he wastes potential, getting wasted and looking up skirts.. he's vowed to never seen an office, or dress-suit tailor... cuz he's half against the system, half afraid of failure... he just wants to get buns, get fucked-up n die... and he'll never hit the road of success..he's too afraid of d.w.i's.
my third friend is a nice guy, quick to spit nice rhymes... he keeps the other two in check, his common sense is their life-line... he's a hip-hop head with ideas floating in his brain that have been branded brilliant, he won't let em go to waste... he's taking every step need to get out of this place, he wants to be heard by millions, get loud and make crowds go insane... he's down to learn from his errors and mistakes... and hes destined for greatness, you can see it in the glare on his face.. and he'll bring his boys with him...cuz they're inseprable. bonds unbreakable, unmistakable, unforgetable.
cuz all three of em bare the same frame, share the same name... they reside in the same body, and they wear the same face....
hi.
i'm a one man crew, schizophrenic enough to run-up by myself and still roll deeper than you.
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