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Saturday, June 16, 2007
Da' Fam.
One word says it all bout em. Gotz mad love fo each one of em. The strength is there. fo real. Serious times, foolin' around times & anythin' else in between. I aint know what came over me actually. haha! but i feel the love in everyone of y'all.
Movin' on..
Lemme be reflect on certain ish..
my life. i aint know how to describe it. I've changed here & there on different ish. Better or worst i aint sure. definitely good in some instance and bad in others. i actually aint know where to start actually. love?
hmmm.. i aint know. i've filled so much of my time wit music & anythin' skool-ish tho not much i must honestly say that. haha.. wit my closest homiez around. i feel like i aint need a special someone. n yes, y'all gonna say sum'n like..'how bout her?' well fo once i aint know if i wanna continue pursuin' anythin'. ya know.. just doesnt feel rite. i aint wanna cut thru in between anybody. knawimean? and even if whoever she was is single, i aint seen no sign. its like i'm wavin' my hands in front of her face & she aint even realize i am in front. i don't exist. well not in an extreme sense but kinda like a hey-don't-you-know-i-haf-feelings-fo-you situation. And she be like '.........' Yes its a blank! like that. she aint know! hell i know i gotta move 1st. but if you know yo heart aint hollerin' back no signal, you know you shud just walk away. knawimean?
anybody wanna massage my hair? haha! well i miss that. it lets my stress out alot. i'm lookin' fo spots of stress relief. sum'n like a perfect line/word/phrase that really gets alot out. that kinda ish. it seems a hustle but what the fuck am i rushin' fo? hah! urgh fuck. seems like a load to get out. fuck you, fuck you, fuck you and fuck you. can i shoot sumone? dat cant be right. i don't feel homicidal nor suicidal. just psychotic. hahaha!
lets talk my gf: music. she is love. and fo sure she cant be a bitch. well maybe in some sense she can be like mental blocks n such. but its been my saviour fo alotta stuff. its like a drug. makes me cry, angry, hyped & whuteva feelin' you can put to it. dayummm she fine~ well i know dat doesnt sound right but its whut i fuckin feel bitch! hahah! why the fuck am i talkin bout this anw? haha!
anyways..
Mom aint feelin' too good. I hope she gets well. And i hope God helps me in whatever i'm pursuin'. i know i've sinned so much and doin' much mo. but i have faith. I need all the blessin' i can get. InsyaAllah.
That's all. i guess.
FeeKee D'
F e e K e e ' D
THA HUSTLA
YOU aint learnt about ME.
Fiky Prayudi
16041988
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