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Showing posts with label Annoyed. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Annoyed. Show all posts

Friday, January 9, 2009

Go Hard!

I cant hear the music.... but theres one song that sheds light on the way im feeling. You know "Go Hard" by Kanye n T.Pain. Yeah thats it... One line that sums it all up...
"If you could, you would get rid of me, but what you gon do when a nigga gotta go hard"

Some body once said..." you should never take a mans pride because it means nothing to you and everything to him". That got me to thinking... there are only a few things that are truely yours, and those few things are not tangible and they are valuable things that a sort of person will be rightly willing to die for. Your pride is one of them, honor, maybe a religious belief. The art of war includes many different techniques to defeat your opponent but no technique can defeat the man that is willng to die for his cause. I respect the Kamikaze warrior. I even relate and incorporate some of these principles into my daily life. To me its the same thing as saying "Go Hard". When i say im going hard im mean i intend to fight to the death for my purpose. Its a state of mind that is ruled by determination only, and relieved by results. So as i always ...heres a peak in on my life.

They dont like me....lmao, for real. They no likey me! At all. There are some that openly and out right dont like me. Then there are some that closet wise dont like me. There are some that half way dont like me...Point is they dont like me! I couldnt give a fuck less that people dont like me but what has inspired this blog is the grown men and women that take not liking me to heart. When i say grown i mean GROWN, like if they were fast asses they could be my mother or father. some of them were fast asses, and now they have kids my age. Now of course the people that fit this age bracket are in upper management positions. In short, they are a pathetic bunch that are mostlikely disatisfied with there lot in life and are looking to take out their personal disappointment and frustration due to failure on unsuspecting workers like me. Now you have your control freak... always watching and searching for any minor thing to say. Chances are this type of person has no authority under their own roof. Possibly dealing with issues of insecurity, and in some area of their life they feel opressed and at work they over compensate to convince themselve otherwise. Then you have your Uncle Tom type. This is the one that will shuck and jive his way to the top but of course never reaching it.... there goes that glass ceiling. Its extra hard to break glass in government jobs, and especially when "The Man" has meant the quota for minority bosses... 1 extra is one too many! So shuck and jive away... lol The only thing that concerns me is when ol chicken george tries to throw me under the bus to impress massa. Thats not exceptable. History should have taught one that lesson. Even after you do your dance and please massa, he'll still pass over you and promote someone else.... so why continue to shuck and jive... I know your feet got to be hurting?! But i digress.... I know they hate me... but why? Is it because I never let them see me sweat, or because i dont cower at the mention of MOC? Maybe its my confident demeanor, i dont let rank dictate my self worth. To be honest... I personally believe im much smarter and currently have a great earning potiential that they ever will reach. All you need to be a supervisor is good attendance and soft lips! LMAO but i never told them that so i still dont get why they hate me, does it show that i dont think very highly of their position? They still act like common ghetto trash so why should I?
Who cares, im having a blast just watching them die on the inside because they cant get to me, but they dont want me to GO HARD!

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

New Wave of Bitches

Theres a new wave of bitches
They pack hair and balls, they have flat chest and dont wear bras. They cant walk in heals, you can find them in a local mall. They dont keep secrets, they will Barbara Walters your business. They are a new wave of bitches, im talkin about these bitchass niggas!
Long gone are the days where gossiping was a female thing, these niggas bring more news than fuckin channel 11. The dont respect the natural balance of things, there upseting the universe with all their back talking. Standing on the block was meant for thuggin, now these niggas gather round like The View is in, they buggin. I dont know when it became cool for 2 niggas to start pillow talking, all i know is they're some niggas that are disrespecting the code, i bet to police they be talking. Ladies stop airing out each other, that chick didnt spill the bean on who you slept with, check that nigga, bust him in the lip for going around town braggin on his shit. Real niggas move in silence and violence, bitches move with loose lips and lil dicks. Remember that shit. There a new wave of bitches, Homo thugs possing as real niggas. They rep like Jay and BIG, but them same katz you can find at Langstons late night on the Down low tip. Wave good bye to the code as we knew it. Niggas is talking like brigde playing old ladies. 2008 who knew it? There are a few good things that came from it, the teen pregnancy rate is down, cause niggas aint the thing to fuck with. Hood crime is down too cause bitchass niggas double as informants too. Women started picking up the slack, single mother that have to also be dads. Good girls now have to be bad, Running credability checks on niggas, now aint that sad? Ladies we now gotta tighten up, small circles, lighten up. Tell the right nigga a fake ass lie, see who brings it back to you, now you found your spy. These niggas is one step away from tapping chicks phone and stalking all day. They playing house, while we cracking down, we about stacking our paper, studying, and silence when we get down. Theres a new wave of bitches, they may come in a FDA approved package, but check there side effects for the term "gossip nigga". What happened to packing nines, having one bad shorty, you and her going half on a dime. I know times change, we working for the feds but dont forget from where you came. The code is the code, and that should never change. Those bitchass niggas giving real men a bad name. Fellas check who you roll with, like birds flock together so do lame dicks. Bitches run in circles. I'm Laura and yall niggas all looking like Urkle. Stop runnin that mouth and stop all that jocking.... or dont be surprised when your eye n your lips is bluish-purple.
Theres a new wave of bitches, im not speaking about us, i'ts these niggas! Ladies we got to start spacing out these willies... put some boarders between our niggas, weather it be distance or race, the main goal is to protect your name and face. I say we freeze these bitches out, put a dead lock on the pu$$y, cause a fucking drought! Till these bitches learn there lesson, i bet a pu$$y padlock will have them confessing. Ladies if you have a suspect nigga sit tight and wait, don't act out of character, let him take the bait. Don't bother to confront him, because he's not going to admit what he said, us west indians know how they move, thats why we say informants have fe dead!
Silence is a Virtue