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upon once upon a time and shit, there was this kid, who wud take strong ass pulls wen smokin weed for dolo, nigga was solo on da molo of da deal-lee-oh, in his room chillin sayin giv me some mo, as he was playin mario kart by his self, talkin shit, door closed and talkin to da supa nintendo shit, so anyway, he was so so def in wat ppl told him about takin strong ass pulls on dutches and shit, cuz it was thick like dat, and shit, and was into it too much, poppin shit, to a card-tres-shit, spittin in it, wen it wasn't workin in da past, and tryin all kinds of shit, to make it work wit all kinds of dats dat bullshat, da shit don't work anymore, buy anotha one, but he was hizooked to da game graphics and joystick feel, and dats da only game he wud play and shit, cuz evrything else, in his mind, he kept on sayin to it, wen he wud see it in da stores, suck my di(( I don't want dat shit, yall neva be betta than yoshi shit, nigga shitted eggs, dat hatched and shit, and wud grow lata on and become big and shit, doin different tricks and shit, so anyway, da game shit decided to phuckin work, and he was like oh shit, ya wanna take it there and shit, like dat, wit dat bullshat, some sik extremist diss, he was bored wit, but had a mind of his own, talkin about, y he had to hav a mind like this, in this wack ass world shit, got pissed about da lord talkin shit, dat wasn't meant for him, and ova heard it, but didn't kno it, den realized it, and thought he was talkin to himself and shit, so he got mad, a lil shit, about an eve apple shit, talkin about sight, iight, its nothin, and baby shit, cool, nothin wrong wit it, but wat about plaque and all da otha extra shit, da eden of garden didn't evn hav yet, poppin shit about, y sneakers phuck up and shit, he had to experience a just do it case lata on, wit his bullshat talkin shit back to it, and he wasn't evn a christian yet, so, da lord wasn't tryin to forgiv him for his sins of talkin shit, back to him, dat wasn't for him, and cuz he was talkin to da got dam game too, he started talkin shit, to it and him and shit, sayin wtf is this, if ya broke and don't hav it like dat, he understand and shit, so da lord thinkin was like, I don't hav any veins nor dat wack ass paper shit, who da phuck ya talkin to, wit ya so call, lame ass diss ya talkin about to me and shit, den he took da game and was like, yo, tell dat bich, to stop talkin shit, if he can't back it up, like yo weak ass and shit, dam, work mf'er, shit, I need to roll up somethin, to smoke and express my thoughts about shit, he was like this conversation ova, I don't wanna talk no more, I'm tired of ya bullshat and dat shit not workin concepts, I'm gonna smoke this, and forget all about it, and go about my business ya won and shit, leave me alone and go back to who ya was talkin to, and shit, I'm tired of hearin ya shit, dats it, and decided to turn on some music dat was a cd and shit, and had a tape cassette and wanted to mix somethin up, wit da radio shit, and roll up his shit, waitin for shit ova there dat he cud use on da shit, so wen commercials was on, he was listen to, ny artists only and was like phuck otha ppl in da south and in da west coast too, yo, it came from da bx anyway, and but bk ain't far from how da shit looks, a k and a x is similar, its nothin wit it, shit cud of started from here and shit, if I knew how to write rhymes I wud curse u out and shit, but since I dj, only, its nothin, a kid said get a dj clue,


wtf u wanna do too, and it wasn't me, I heard he was talkin shit, to u too, but u didn't hear dat from me, and I cud be hearin illusions and shit, I kno dats somethin cud only be seen, so, I created somethin new, u didn't kno it exist did u, huh, anyway, I'm goin about my business and shit, so anyway, he continued talkin shit, cuz da game wasn't workin, and da lord knew, it wasn't somethin critical like dat and shit, and wanted to do somethin lil to phuck wit him anyway, and shit, so, anyway, as he continue being mad, he finished da mix and was like its cool, and turned da game on, and it worked, and was like I knew this smokin shit, wud work, and shit, so anyway, he started talkin shit to otha characters racin wit him and dey wasn't havin it, so dey was doin some shit back, cuz he wanted to do da difficult level and shit, and kick dat shit ass and den wen da game mess up again, he wud say, I finished da game like this, wen he wud talk shit back to da lord if he heard anotha concept of a diss and shit, so anyway, dat didn't happen, and shit, as he played and talked shit, da lord was able to still hear him and shit, and was like wtf did I create and shit, I'm gonna hav to raise him and shit, a lil betta than this lata, he needs a backwards step in a thought of his smokin shit, and we wen he olda he cud talk, and shit, and he'll see how he is den and shit, so anyway, he ended up gettin anotha game system and wen it came on, it said some shit before da game wud play, and he thought dat was hot and shit, cuz it ran away fast and shit, and liked da feet move Ohs it wud sho in letta sho, and he played it, and treated it cool and shit, so he cloned his style and went back to otha shit, and did mixes in his, game play and shit, learnin new techniques from otha places to use on wat he loved to talk shit to, cuz, he liked to talk shit, and prove he'll do it, if shit needed to be done lata on and shit, but kept to him self, but knew ppl in his hood too, but evrybody was into different games and systems and shit, but sometimes dey'll come outside and chill and shit, so anyway, as he was in da house, he got bored wit da game, and decided to draw his speed name from a gang name more and shit, dat he had in da past, niggas gav to him, cuz his football skills playin football and shit, cuz he was da sikest on da block playin it, and niggas always wanted to win, so dey wud pick him 1st, cuz of his quick speed and hands and shit like dat, so, dey named him dat and shit, so anyway, he drawn cool shit, but needed more ideas, and decided to look at advance ones to get ideas he was into but cudn't really do, but wud take a lil shit, he cud do, and recreate it, to wat he liked and shit, so he seen a letta from his cousin shit, cuz he didn't kno where to find shit, in da hood and shit, he was too young to travel around and shit, and only time he wud chill wit him, wen dey playin a football game, wit othas in da fam and shit, it was called a section, instead of a tournament and shit, so anyway, to make this long story short, one day, anotha type of roll up shit, came, he cud smoke shit in, was called backwards and shit, and a person told him, he gots to take small pulls on it, and he was like phuck dat, I got it, I got this and shit, and well, if anybody wanna find out, wat a strong pull feels like on a backwards and shit, try it out, to find out dat this story is 100% true and shit, and nothin in it, is out of order and shit, dats how it went down, so da moral of this story is control ya thinkin readin my shit, cuz u will get phucked up, readin this shit and tryin to take it outside of online, its aint a joke to me, and wanna find out how real shit cud get, in shit gettin violent quick, pussy ass niggas, 1 and shit