Whats up asianave i will give you info on me in a coupple of days untill than enjoy my thoughts in rithmatic form. The Massage I'm the methog in a gift 180 pounds of coudly bear 120 pounds per punch & kick This is one of these days where I watch the witches of eastwick Martialarts & Millatery inteligance lie in this brain Think of me as alion in sheeps clothig on a range My mind was tainted at an early age Thats why I dream about rage Games are for kids not men So GUNZ THE DUEL is target practice who know than so now you know why i dont eat m&m's My dreams can be desturbed and destorted or glorous thats why I'm the only citizen America willfully Imported. THIS NEXT ONE IS CALLED NAM 67. KEEP IN MIND IT'S ABOUT A SOLDIER THAT DOSENT AGREE WITH THE VIET NAM WAR. NAM 67 I can smell the napalm in the air my fellow platoon mates look at me with a cold stair; We got the A115's instead of the MACK11's It's hell on earth for true I'm wondering what the citizens back home think were gonna do; This has been going on for way to long How is it I lived the first year strong; The American Natinal Anhom was my song not any more got used to the smell of war; This nam 67 So explain to me again why are we here fighting agemst the Vietcong There more supiror in Jungle War Tactics thats why 151st gotta return the soldiers in baskets. this one is a verse of a song im working on . It's the Language that we talk while we walk; It's that grove that you do while we move; I like that thing that you do when I smile you make my cheeks rossy like the flowers on the Grove Forty five miles from liberity City you still look pritty to me.
