Ayo whattup this that nigga Big Ghost aka the Mighty Hand of Zeus in the flesh nahmeans. Word. To keep it real with yalls I aint even read this article nahmeans. But the god gon polly wit yalls on this topic namsayin. Word bond. Ayo a nigga came into the game when a lot a yalls was still some sperm niggas namsayin. Yalls was sperms n shit. Meanwhile the god done already been stabbed, shot up, incarcerated, fucked bout 30% of the broads a nigga ever encountered n shit, had mad seeds wit bitches, n recorded a album wit his closest niggas by that point. So the god had true life experiences n shit while yalls was sperm niggas nahmean. Niggas wasnt worried bout no record deals like that namsayin. That was all that nigga RZA chamber nahmean. So a nigga aint worry bout that business end of shit. But yo what a nigga was concernin hisself wit was makin sure niggas aint step on the god wallos nahmeans. Ayo that same shit go for the other gods namsayin. So the god was doin his part punchin reporters n throwin niggas out car windows when the shit was required of a nigga namsayin. Ayo a nigga cross me n the god aint gon be callin that nigga phone n breathin all heavy tryna get the nigga nervous namsayin. Word yo. A nigga gon look outside his bedroom window in the middle of the night n gon see the god wit a hockey mask n a fuckin sabretooth tiger on a nigga lawn namsayin. Word bond. Niggas gon see the god in they sleep. Imma send a raven to ya door with ya moms hand tied around the muthafuckin bird neck namsayin. The god gon be waitin for u wherever a nigga go. A muthafucka roll up in the Burger King drive thru n the god gon be takin that nigga order. When a nigga go to get his little whoppers at the next window the nigga gon see the god in his hockey mask nahmeans. A muthafucka go to get a starbucks joint n the god gon be makin that nigga his caramel macchiatos n shit. A nigga go to the gym to lift weights n shit n the god gon walk up on a nigga doin his bench presses n ask that nigga if he need a spotter. Word bond the god dont even need to physically put hands on niggas no more. The god got niggas shittin cinder blocks nahmeans. See the god get in a nigga mind n shit. Have niggas wonderin if the god gon play soccer wit the nigga head n shit. Wack niggas aint worried bout gettin thrown off no roof or shot in they fuckin stomach 10 times on some regular hood shit. Nah weak hearted niggas is worried bout gettin thrown in a cage wit a polar bear n shit. The kindsa shit regular niggas aint even be thinkin bout namsayin. Word yo. But a nigga stay peaceful n shit. The god just had to warn yalls niggas nahmean.
Aight peace
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