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Subject: Lets Go


Author:
Brookyn
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Date Posted: 19:53:14 10/30/04 Sat
In reply to: Whyte Boi 's message, ".play that funky music." on 19:07:38 10/30/04 Sat




Brooklyn



If you want some, come get some,
cuz where I'm from we tote big guns,
And everybody know somebody that
know somebody that know somethin bout it,
And I want answers now who, what, where,
when and why,see, a lotta dudes like to act a fool
and all get all loud but that aint my style,
and he who he gonna get and what he gonna do,
run up on me if he want to,
Out there impressin his homies,
but he stood up in front of his mama,
I mop up the flo wit em,
And I kick in the door and let the .44 get em,
I got fools that'll go get em,
This for him, the crew and the dudes that run wit em.



Late at night, the gun shots, the screams, you would almost think hell it’s self was right outside your door. Scare some people half to death, and make them wish for so. But hell no, not me, I pray for the sounds to continue. The sounds allow me sleep, allow me to relax. Without them I am lost, lost in the silence of nothing. Nothing is what I fear. Nothing is who I am.




Towers face front, showing the other that he was listening. His facial actions show annoyance, but not by the other stallion. His mind raced back to the words of the colt. Did people really think of him as Satan?

Nape lowers his corwn, and sheilds part, as tone flows from from within him.

And how did you come to be an inhabitant of these lands Whyte Boi?



Alone I feel, in my own world. Stare if you wish, make rude faces. I do not care, my eyes cannot see. Snicker, laugh, and talk behind my back. I do not, my ears cannot hear. Hit me, kick me, push me, and shove me. I do not care, my body cannot feel. Yell at me, tease me, and break me. I do not care, my heart has grown numb. Cut me, blood me, and drown me. I do not care, my soul has grown limp.





Yo, muh name would be Brooklyn

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I got the skin tone of Dapple Grey

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My hommies are of the Mustang Race

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Get to knowme and you will find that Im a cocky bastard, and it's not smart to piss me off because i may have to bust a cap somewhere, if ya know what i mean.

x.x

I got a bat, and two balls, i am a Stallion

x.x

I've been running this town for 6 years

x.x

My heart is bound to No One

x.x

I run The Woods

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I rule over the souls Shakara

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OOC Name: Impy





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alreay gone sorry (NT)person20:35:49 10/30/04 Sat
.play that funky music.Whyte Boi23:00:06 10/30/04 Sat


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