WHy do niggas always gotta start stuff? Ghetto life ain't nothing.
You want to try a nigga? Like I'm some kind of new dude.
I put holes in yo body, let em watch it on youtube.
The 50 cal blow your ass out you new shoes.
I'm hi-tech yea but my methods are too crude.
I'm a (super-genius) don't let this website fool ya.
Come with your vest, i still put lead right through you.
Husla3x, I bet them big shells move you.
Faces of death, Ain't even close to the things i do to you.
Husla3x (super-genius)
OMG! Am i forty+ and at war with someone? Again. Why is it that when you are nice and use you humanity and wisdom to avoid conflict ghetto niggas always perceive it as weakness?
I had a little tiff with some people over some kinda of he said she said nonsense that always seems to exist in the ghetto, it never really matters that the he say part is flaky or the she say portion is insecure and known for fabrication. I guess some niggas just got something to prove. I have always been the type of man who felt it redundant to feel the need to prove my manhood, i am reassured ever time i piss standing up. But there are insecure dudes that need to prove to themselves and others that they are men. I don't associate with those types of people. Basically i like my women with breasts.
Anyway the little disagreement was nothing and being the new me that i am i let it ride. A few years ago i would have reacted in a different way and someone would have possibly ended up dead or hurt or in jail. I was actually proud of myself for behaving like a grown man instead of like an action hero. I forgot something that i should have never ever forgot. It takes a certain level of sophistication to engage in diplomacy. Those who are unsophisticated only understand the basic lessons learned through fear and experience.
I think somebody may need a lesson in the laws of mortality.
I may be thinking these things over a coincidence, but then i don't believe in coincidence so that's out the window. Why all the hostility? WHy is Husla3x going all ghetto all of a sudden? I'll tell you.
I went to take my girl to work at 5:30 am and came out the house to a flat tire. No stab marks just a regular flat. I thought nothing of it, fixed it and left. I return a little while later and noticed that my van was also on a flat. Could be coincidence that i had words last night and 2 flats this morning. Could be a screw in my driveway or glass in the streets, i will investigate before i do anything rash. Could also be that i had a dream that someone was trying to get in my house (fortress...I am a super-genius ya know) and i awoke to my girl chihuahua barking and my big dog laying by the front door. Maybe the barking sparked the dream, maybe not. 25 years hustling in the streets of Milwaukee has learned me to trust my dreams, that was always a gift i had. Well we will see. I hope for once that this is all coincidence because i like being a GEEK and don't want to change back into shadow for even 10 minutes. That side of my personality scares me to this day. But i will if forced. Yall say a prayer for your boy and leave me sme comments with some advice in it. I don't know but one way and i ain't in no rush to let that side of me breathe again. Peace yall Husla3x (super-genius)
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2 Comments:
query is when WE gone find a cure for this
All I can say is this is why some folks leave the ghetto after they wake up. It is difficult (impossible actually) for positive and negative energy to exist in the same space.
My opinion is this new way of life is still relatively new to you versus the old. But it's obvious the new you is better than the old you. If you want to keep on that positive path, then you really have to remove all roadblocks, as best you can. Being in the presence of thug n*ggas is gonna test your patience, and one day your patience may wear thin.
Sometimes you have to know when it's time to move on.
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