OP be putting in that werk.
How does it feel to know that there are men like me that would knock the fukk out you with ease
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Trash.I may have to do that if jobs don't start picking up here. What's the real estate market like out there?
Average home is 450k.
I need a 550k mortgage minimum
I'm trying to get into property management so I'm more talking about rentals.
If you aint training some sort of martial arts... you're food waiting to be devoured
And let's be ready 99.5 percent of the coli are not gunmen
I wouldn't know. I can't afford to buy a building
Ah .
op sound like a bully tho, would u fight a better more skilled dude?...if u train and naturally strong , of course youre going to destroy the avg cat that smoke weed and eat burger king
#SOG_soldier
New York knicks and phoenix suns stan
This. Man created weapons for a reason.How does it feel to know that i can shoot your dumbass and those fighting skills won't mean shyt
All that going wild shyt will still need you parked bruh. Go train and channel that rage into technical abilityHow do I feel about it?
It is what it is. You taller than me, got more experience throwing punches than me 'cause you train. If we were to spar, I'd get my hat handed to me. If we were to scrap and my fight or flight shyt kicked in and I was second guessing, you'd prolly rinse me again, pause and I'm ok with that shyt as well.
However, breh, never underestimate a dude fighting with that "I don't give a fukk" emotion coupled with that "You need to die, during or after this
." rage built up in him for some fraudulent shyt you did like hit his moms, daughter, girlfriend on some assault/rape shyt or some other unforgivable transgression. I ain't care how much training you or whomever else the fukk had in Brazilian Jujitsu. I don't care how many flabby dudes you done made tap out with your Ground and pound shyt, you going up against a dude who got nothing but blood in his eyes for you dude, throw whatever statistics and accolades you got at the gym out the window, it's a war, and I ain't playing fair, hell, I ain't playing. I'm looking to bend your arm all the way in the wrong direction until I get you down on the ground and introduce the sweet spot of my size 14 boot, that supporting over 270 lbs of real nikka aggression to your skull until the coroner or the cops pull me off you, bruh.
I mean, all respects to the arts y'all trained in. I'd get put to sleep 9 times out of 10 against y'all in fair combat but don't think it's the be all end all when them blackouts start happening and you punching the fukk out of a dude's face and you can't hear shyt and your temples throbbing audibly in your head. Cartoon shyt, I know, but I know there are some of you folk out there that done got into fights with folk that was tinged with that emotional edge you started getting them eye squigglies, you be so mad.Y'all know what I'm talking about. But yeah. Strut on champ.
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Defending America against cacs
They say rap's changed 
I wanna knowHow do I feel about it?
u swing I shoot simple lets see who still standing after the first punch
