Today a few of us girls went to visit one of the injured sniper platoon boys who was just sent back from Afghanistan due to an infection. He is doing wonderful by the way! Kayla and I worked hard for 6 hours making a random selection of home made candies and goodies, everything turned out great and we decided to take the extras to some of the other 1/5 boys that were unfortunately on the floor as well. I knew going in that I would see some things in person that I had only seen in movies and read about online, I felt prepared I mean these boys are HEROES rather they want to be or not. As we pulled up to the hospital I did feel a little overwhelmed because I didn't know what to expect, gratefully Daniel's buddy from the platoon was in great spirits and he will make a perfect recovery :) After our visit with him we dropped some bags off for the rest of the 1/5 boys on the floor, they were in isolation so we were unable to go visit them unless we personally knew them, we were able to visit a couple of boys from the floor below one of which knew who Daniel was, small world right? Gosh he was a young boy but keeping with the trend he was in great spirits! We also had the honor of meeting a double amputee, it was a little overwhelming because he was my age, 24. I can not imagine losing my legs and chalking it up to a day's work, I am in awe of his courage. Twenty four years old, it has been rolling around in my head all day. We also got to meet his adorable little boys and wife who we hugged. She was holding it together so well, I was so proud to hug her. I bet that girl had strength for weeks.
It was just so honestly overwhelming to be among people, young people, who were/are willing to not only be injured for this country but to die for it had their days gone just a little bit differently in a bad way. They are all so lucky to be alive and never once did I hear a single complaint. I saw a double amputee smiling at his children, a man just 11 days ago who was on the same battle field where my own husband walks. God bless him, I wish I could scream that outside right now.
It all hit home for me because just as quick as it is one of those great men it could be my husband. God forbid. I have always had a respect for the ones brave enough to hug their families good bye to head to combat but today I am just bursting at the seams. I am so proud to have had the honor to meet and be in the presence of the true definition of what a hero is.
If you know me you know that I am one who believes EVERYthing happens for a reason, everything. Today Kayla and I found ourselves directly in front of the Armed Forces YMCA at Balboa due to an unusually random circumstance lol, and I have decided to volunteer once or twice a week starting next month, even if it means I am just hand delivering XBOX games to those injured in combat, I don't care. Thanks just honestly doesn't seem like enough. Please continue to keep 1/5 in your prayers, we are very close but yet still very far.
Brynna
"If I hold back, I'm no good. I'm no good. I'd rather be good sometimes, than holding back all the time. "-Janis Joplin
Thursday, July 14, 2011
Friday, June 24, 2011
A sweet little graduation :)
Wow, my little princess graduated from her first year of preschool! Time just absolutely flies. It doesn't feel like more than 4 years ago she was just a little pink bundle of joy snuggled up in her pack and play. Sometimes I wish there was a freeze button for life, I feel like it just passes by so fast. I am so proud of my little Sassy britches for all that she has accomplished this year, from starting to read, write, color in lines, draw detailed pictures, to the interaction with her classmates (and SO much more!). It's so cute to me that she made little friends on her own and that she is this happy, independent little person. I love the person that she is and I am so lucky to be able to watch her grow, she makes me a very proud mama!
Congratulations baby girl!
Today preschool, tomorrow college!
Congratulations baby girl!
Today preschool, tomorrow college!
Sunday, June 19, 2011
Happy Father's Day, Daniel!
Daniel,
Thank you for always being such a wonderful father to our sweet baby girls. I hope and pray that through out their lives they will appreciate all the sacrifices you make for them and all that you do for them. I wish you could see how adorable it is when you wake up early on a Saturday morning and make the girls a breakfast fit for queens while watching cartoons or when you dress the girls and take the neatness of their hair very seriously. I love how no matter how exhausted you are when you walk through the front door, a big hug is always in order and possibly a little rolling around in the floor getting beat up. Thank you for always being grateful to be their dad, for always putting them first and for never feeling shameful about having tea parties and singing along with the girls. Thank you for never playing video games even though I know that deep down inside you probably would love too. Thank you for always taking the girls to see the new princess movies, liking them, and making it a big deal for them to have a "daddy date".
To them right now all that you do is just life, every day daddy's love, but you go above and beyond the call of duty and I am so thankful for that. Thank you for making sure hell would freeze over before our children ever went with out anything and for never being too far away to blow a kiss.
I pray that no matter how big they get and how much we embarrass them when they are teenagers that they never forget your little bed room "camping" adventures, the sleigh bells from Santa, the ice cream cones in Ikea (ALWAYS!), The beach days and sand castles, or your big ass going down the slide at the playground.
Thank you so much for all that you do for us and most of all thank you for being the universe's greatest daddy, I have yet to meet a better one. Just know that the things you do don't go unnoticed, even if sometimes you wish they would haha (*cough falling up the stairs *cough*) <3
Now enjoy a couple of my favorite Daddy photos :)
Okay, that was .03495 of my favorite pictures but really this could go on for days!
Love,
Brynna
Thank you for always being such a wonderful father to our sweet baby girls. I hope and pray that through out their lives they will appreciate all the sacrifices you make for them and all that you do for them. I wish you could see how adorable it is when you wake up early on a Saturday morning and make the girls a breakfast fit for queens while watching cartoons or when you dress the girls and take the neatness of their hair very seriously. I love how no matter how exhausted you are when you walk through the front door, a big hug is always in order and possibly a little rolling around in the floor getting beat up. Thank you for always being grateful to be their dad, for always putting them first and for never feeling shameful about having tea parties and singing along with the girls. Thank you for never playing video games even though I know that deep down inside you probably would love too. Thank you for always taking the girls to see the new princess movies, liking them, and making it a big deal for them to have a "daddy date".
To them right now all that you do is just life, every day daddy's love, but you go above and beyond the call of duty and I am so thankful for that. Thank you for making sure hell would freeze over before our children ever went with out anything and for never being too far away to blow a kiss.
I pray that no matter how big they get and how much we embarrass them when they are teenagers that they never forget your little bed room "camping" adventures, the sleigh bells from Santa, the ice cream cones in Ikea (ALWAYS!), The beach days and sand castles, or your big ass going down the slide at the playground.
Thank you so much for all that you do for us and most of all thank you for being the universe's greatest daddy, I have yet to meet a better one. Just know that the things you do don't go unnoticed, even if sometimes you wish they would haha (*cough falling up the stairs *cough*) <3
Now enjoy a couple of my favorite Daddy photos :)
Okay, that was .03495 of my favorite pictures but really this could go on for days!
Love,
Brynna
Monday, June 13, 2011
Day 23
One day I WILL finish this lol.
Day 23 – A song that you want to play at your wedding
A song that WAS played at my wedding,
Random? Yes. It was our first dance :) It was also my parent's first dance song, so that's why ;)
Maybe I didn't love you
Quite as often as I could have
And maybe I didn't treat you
Quite as good as I should have
If I made you feel second best
Girl, I'm sorry I was blind
But you were always on my mind
You were always on my mind
Maybe I didn't hold you
All those lonely, lonely times
And I guess I never told you
I'm so happy that you're mine
Little things I should have said and done
I just never took the time
You were always on my mind
You were always on my mind
Tell me
Tell me that your sweet love hasn't died
Give me
Give me one more chance to keep you satisfied
I'll keep you satisfied
Day 23 – A song that you want to play at your wedding
A song that WAS played at my wedding,
Random? Yes. It was our first dance :) It was also my parent's first dance song, so that's why ;)
Maybe I didn't love you
Quite as often as I could have
And maybe I didn't treat you
Quite as good as I should have
If I made you feel second best
Girl, I'm sorry I was blind
But you were always on my mind
You were always on my mind
Maybe I didn't hold you
All those lonely, lonely times
And I guess I never told you
I'm so happy that you're mine
Little things I should have said and done
I just never took the time
You were always on my mind
You were always on my mind
Tell me
Tell me that your sweet love hasn't died
Give me
Give me one more chance to keep you satisfied
I'll keep you satisfied
Monday, June 6, 2011
Day 22
Day 22 – A song that you listen to when you’re sad.
I just love the man in black, I don't have to be sad to listen to him ;)
My daddy left home when I was three
And he didn't leave much to ma and me
Just this old guitar and an empty bottle of booze.
Now, I don't blame him cause he run and hid
But the meanest thing that he ever did
Was before he left, he went and named me "Sue."
Well, he must o' thought that is quite a joke
And it got a lot of laughs from a' lots of folk,
It seems I had to fight my whole life through.
Some gal would giggle and I'd get red
And some guy'd laugh and I'd bust his head,
I tell ya, life ain't easy for a boy named "Sue."
Well, I grew up quick and I grew up mean,
My fist got hard and my wits got keen,
I'd roam from town to town to hide my shame.
But I made a vow to the moon and stars
That I'd search the honky-tonks and bars
And kill that man who gave me that awful name.
Well, it was Gatlinburg in mid-July
And I just hit town and my throat was dry,
I thought I'd stop and have myself a brew.
At an old saloon on a street of mud,
There at a table, dealing stud,
Sat the dirty, mangy dog that named me "Sue."
Well, I knew that snake was my own sweet dad
From a worn-out picture that my mother'd had,
And I knew that scar on his cheek and his evil eye.
He was big and bent and gray and old,
And I looked at him and my blood ran cold
And I said: "My name is 'Sue!' How do you do!
Now your gonna die!!"
Well, I hit him hard right between the eyes
And he went down, but to my surprise,
He come up with a knife and cut off a piece of my ear.
But I busted a chair right across his teeth
And we crashed through the wall and into the street
Kicking and a' gouging in the mud and the blood and the beer.
I tell ya, I've fought tougher men
But I really can't remember when,
He kicked like a mule and he bit like a crocodile.
I heard him laugh and then I heard him cuss,
He went for his gun and I pulled mine first,
He stood there lookin' at me and I saw him smile.
And he said: "Son, this world is rough
And if a man's gonna make it, he's gotta be tough
And I knew I wouldn't be there to help ya along.
So I give ya that name and I said goodbye
I knew you'd have to get tough or die
And it's the name that helped to make you strong."
He said: "Now you just fought one hell of a fight
And I know you hate me, and you got the right
To kill me now, and I wouldn't blame you if you do.
But ya ought to thank me, before I die,
For the gravel in ya guts and the spit in ya eye
Cause I'm the son-of-a-bitch that named you "Sue.'"
I got all choked up and I threw down my gun
And I called him my pa, and he called me his son,
And I came away with a different point of view.
And I think about him, now and then,
Every time I try and every time I win,
And if I ever have a son, I think I'm gonna name him
Bill or George! Anything but Sue! I still hate that name!
I just love the man in black, I don't have to be sad to listen to him ;)
My daddy left home when I was three
And he didn't leave much to ma and me
Just this old guitar and an empty bottle of booze.
Now, I don't blame him cause he run and hid
But the meanest thing that he ever did
Was before he left, he went and named me "Sue."
Well, he must o' thought that is quite a joke
And it got a lot of laughs from a' lots of folk,
It seems I had to fight my whole life through.
Some gal would giggle and I'd get red
And some guy'd laugh and I'd bust his head,
I tell ya, life ain't easy for a boy named "Sue."
Well, I grew up quick and I grew up mean,
My fist got hard and my wits got keen,
I'd roam from town to town to hide my shame.
But I made a vow to the moon and stars
That I'd search the honky-tonks and bars
And kill that man who gave me that awful name.
Well, it was Gatlinburg in mid-July
And I just hit town and my throat was dry,
I thought I'd stop and have myself a brew.
At an old saloon on a street of mud,
There at a table, dealing stud,
Sat the dirty, mangy dog that named me "Sue."
Well, I knew that snake was my own sweet dad
From a worn-out picture that my mother'd had,
And I knew that scar on his cheek and his evil eye.
He was big and bent and gray and old,
And I looked at him and my blood ran cold
And I said: "My name is 'Sue!' How do you do!
Now your gonna die!!"
Well, I hit him hard right between the eyes
And he went down, but to my surprise,
He come up with a knife and cut off a piece of my ear.
But I busted a chair right across his teeth
And we crashed through the wall and into the street
Kicking and a' gouging in the mud and the blood and the beer.
I tell ya, I've fought tougher men
But I really can't remember when,
He kicked like a mule and he bit like a crocodile.
I heard him laugh and then I heard him cuss,
He went for his gun and I pulled mine first,
He stood there lookin' at me and I saw him smile.
And he said: "Son, this world is rough
And if a man's gonna make it, he's gotta be tough
And I knew I wouldn't be there to help ya along.
So I give ya that name and I said goodbye
I knew you'd have to get tough or die
And it's the name that helped to make you strong."
He said: "Now you just fought one hell of a fight
And I know you hate me, and you got the right
To kill me now, and I wouldn't blame you if you do.
But ya ought to thank me, before I die,
For the gravel in ya guts and the spit in ya eye
Cause I'm the son-of-a-bitch that named you "Sue.'"
I got all choked up and I threw down my gun
And I called him my pa, and he called me his son,
And I came away with a different point of view.
And I think about him, now and then,
Every time I try and every time I win,
And if I ever have a son, I think I'm gonna name him
Bill or George! Anything but Sue! I still hate that name!
Sunday, June 5, 2011
Day 21
Day 21 – A song that you listen to when you’re happy
I love this song and completely agree with the lyrics lol. I <3 to be lazy!!
Today I Don't Feel Like Doing Anything
I Just Wanna Lay In My Bed
Don't Feel Like Pickin' Up My Phone
So Leave A Message At The Tone
'Cause Today I swear I'm Not Doin' Anythin'
I'm Gonna Kick My Feet Up
Then Stare At The Fan
Turn The TV On
Throw My Hand In My Pants
Nobody's Gon' Tell Me I Can't
I'll Be Lounging On The Couch, Jus' Chillin In My Snuggie
Click To MTV So They Can Teach Me Howda Dougie
Cause In My Castle I'm The Freakin' Man
Oh Oh
Yes I Said It
I Said It
I Said It 'Cause I Can
Today I Don't Feel Like Doing Anything
I Just Wanna Lay In My Bed
Don't Feel Like Pickin' Up My Phone
So Leave A Message At The Tone
'Cause Today I Swear I'm Not Doin' Anythin'
Nothin' At All
Woo Hoo Ooh
Woo Hoo Ooh Ooooh Ooh Ooh
Nothin' At All
Woo Hoo Ooh
Woo Hoo Ooh Ooooh Ooh Ooh
Tomorrow I'll Wake Up Do Some P90X
Meet A Really Nice Girl Have Some Really Nice Sex
She's Gonna Scream Out "This Is Great!" (Oh My God! This Is Great!)
Yeah
I Might Mess Around, and Get My Collage Degree
I Bet My Old Man Would Be So Prouda Me
But Sorry Pops You'll Just Have To Wait
Oh Oh
Yes I Said It
I Said It
I Said It 'Cause I Can
Today I Don't Feel Like Doing Anything
I Just Wanna Lay In My Bed
Don't Feel Like Pickin' Up My Phone
So Leave A Message At The Tone
'Cause Today I swear I'm Not Doin' Anythin'
No I Ain't Gonna Comb My Hair
'Cause I Ain't Goin' Anywhere
No No No No No No No No No
Ohhh
I'll Just Strut In My Birthday Suit
And Let Everything Hang Loose
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
Yes I Said It
I Said It
I Said It 'Cause I Can
Today I Don't Feel Like Doing Anything
I Just Wanna Lay In My Bed
Don't Feel Like Pickin' Up My Phone
So Leave A Message At The Tone
'Cause Today I swear I'm Not Doin' Anythin'
Nothin' At All
Woo Hoo Ooh
Woo Hoo Ooh Ooooh Ooh Ooh
Nothin' At All
Woo Hoo Ooh
Woo Hoo Ooh Ooooh Ooh Ooh
I love this song and completely agree with the lyrics lol. I <3 to be lazy!!
Today I Don't Feel Like Doing Anything
I Just Wanna Lay In My Bed
Don't Feel Like Pickin' Up My Phone
So Leave A Message At The Tone
'Cause Today I swear I'm Not Doin' Anythin'
I'm Gonna Kick My Feet Up
Then Stare At The Fan
Turn The TV On
Throw My Hand In My Pants
Nobody's Gon' Tell Me I Can't
I'll Be Lounging On The Couch, Jus' Chillin In My Snuggie
Click To MTV So They Can Teach Me Howda Dougie
Cause In My Castle I'm The Freakin' Man
Oh Oh
Yes I Said It
I Said It
I Said It 'Cause I Can
Today I Don't Feel Like Doing Anything
I Just Wanna Lay In My Bed
Don't Feel Like Pickin' Up My Phone
So Leave A Message At The Tone
'Cause Today I Swear I'm Not Doin' Anythin'
Nothin' At All
Woo Hoo Ooh
Woo Hoo Ooh Ooooh Ooh Ooh
Nothin' At All
Woo Hoo Ooh
Woo Hoo Ooh Ooooh Ooh Ooh
Tomorrow I'll Wake Up Do Some P90X
Meet A Really Nice Girl Have Some Really Nice Sex
She's Gonna Scream Out "This Is Great!" (Oh My God! This Is Great!)
Yeah
I Might Mess Around, and Get My Collage Degree
I Bet My Old Man Would Be So Prouda Me
But Sorry Pops You'll Just Have To Wait
Oh Oh
Yes I Said It
I Said It
I Said It 'Cause I Can
Today I Don't Feel Like Doing Anything
I Just Wanna Lay In My Bed
Don't Feel Like Pickin' Up My Phone
So Leave A Message At The Tone
'Cause Today I swear I'm Not Doin' Anythin'
No I Ain't Gonna Comb My Hair
'Cause I Ain't Goin' Anywhere
No No No No No No No No No
Ohhh
I'll Just Strut In My Birthday Suit
And Let Everything Hang Loose
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah
Yes I Said It
I Said It
I Said It 'Cause I Can
Today I Don't Feel Like Doing Anything
I Just Wanna Lay In My Bed
Don't Feel Like Pickin' Up My Phone
So Leave A Message At The Tone
'Cause Today I swear I'm Not Doin' Anythin'
Nothin' At All
Woo Hoo Ooh
Woo Hoo Ooh Ooooh Ooh Ooh
Nothin' At All
Woo Hoo Ooh
Woo Hoo Ooh Ooooh Ooh Ooh
Friday, June 3, 2011
Day 20
Day 20 – A song that you listen to when you’re angry
This was easy lol, I also like to hear this song when I am at the gym.. Don't judge me haha.
I need you to pray for me and
I need you to care for me and
I need you to want me to win
I need to know where I'm heading,'cause I know where I've been
Flow's bone crushing it's nothing
I come up with something
Come through your strip, fronting, stunting
It's something you want, 745 chrome spinning
Haters hate that I'm winnning
Man I've been hot from the beginning
Motherfuckers envy the kid, control your jealousy
'Cause I can't control my temper, I'm fitting to catch a felony
Pistol in hand homie, I'm down to get it popping
Once I squeeze the first shot
No I aint stopping till my clip is empty
I'm simply not that nigga you should try your luck with
Fuck with, hollow-tip shells struck with your bones broke
Gun smoking, still locing, what nigga
Lay your ass down paramedics get you up feeling
[50 Cent]
Right now I'm on the edge
So don't push me
I aim straight for your head
So don't push me
Fill your ass up with lead
So don't push me
I got something for your ass, keep thinking I'm pussy
Right now I'm on the edge
So don't push me
I aim straight for your head
So don't push me
Fill your ass up with lead
So don't push me
I got something for your ass, keep thinking I'm pussy
[Lloyd Banks]
Ive'a lost my bigger nigga and I didn't cry
To young to understand, the consequences of man
Living a lie I, gotta get that money
I'll be damned if If I'm bummy
Gotta watch my back around these niggas
'Cause they fronting 20 years
Of watching my mum in tears
Got me heated, heavily weeded
Smoking that bong 'cause I need it
These niggas don't want me balling, they want me buried
Bald in the dirt from shots flury
Laying with bugs under my shirt
I got plans to hop up in they Hummer
'Cause I'mma stunner, I sit back and wonder
When them angels gon' call my number
Under, my chest is a heart of a lion
I ain't lieing , bounty hunters got me flying
With my iron, high as a giant
I'm running from nothing, my stomach is touching
What I'm clutching, to give you more then a concussion
End of discussion
My blood is colder, so I'm bolder
Hennesy and Soda
Hood on my my shoulder
Look in the mirror, I see a soldier
[50 Cent]
Right now I'm on the edge
So don't push me
I aim straight for your head
So don't push me
Fill your ass up with lead
So don't push me
I got something for your ass, keep thinking I'm pussy
Right now I'm on the edge
So don't push me
I aim straight for your head
So don't push me
Fill your ass up with lead
So don't push me
I got something for your ass, keep thinking I'm pussy
[Eminem]
These are my ideas
This is my sweat and tears
This is shit that I saw with my eyeballs, my ears
This is me who's gotta be
What you see on TV
What you hear on CD
What appears easy
Man these teenie boppers see me on these magazine covers
In these beanies and these rags, living fantasies
Fronting like it's all fun and games
Till they shoot 'em up bang
Then you see brains hang and you see we ain't playing
Ain't saying we ain't laying down at night and ain't praying
I bully my way in this game, man I'm done playing
Man I'm done saying that I'm done playing
I'mma start laying into these motherfucking cocksuckers
There's no way I'mma back down, like a goddamn coward
I can't, how would I look as man bowing to his knees
Like the mad cow disease, let somebody lash out at me
And not lash back out at 'em, please
Oh, whoa, yo, ho, hold up, oh no, not me
Not Marshall, you wanna see Marshall?
I'll show you Marshall, I try to show you art
But you just pick it apart, so I see I have to start
Showing you fuckin old farts a whole other side
I wanted to not show you, so you know you're not dealing with
Some fuckin marshmallow, little soft yellow
Punk pussy, who's heart's Jello, 'cause
[50 Cent]
Right now I'm on the edge
So don't push me
I aim straight for your head
So don't push me
Fill your ass up with lead
So don't push me
I got something for your ass, keep thinking I'm pussy
Right now I'm on the edge
So don't push me
I aim straight for your head
So don't push me
Fill your ass up with lead
So don't push me
I got something for your ass, keep thinking I'm pussy
Flow
This was easy lol, I also like to hear this song when I am at the gym.. Don't judge me haha.
I need you to pray for me and
I need you to care for me and
I need you to want me to win
I need to know where I'm heading,'cause I know where I've been
Flow's bone crushing it's nothing
I come up with something
Come through your strip, fronting, stunting
It's something you want, 745 chrome spinning
Haters hate that I'm winnning
Man I've been hot from the beginning
Motherfuckers envy the kid, control your jealousy
'Cause I can't control my temper, I'm fitting to catch a felony
Pistol in hand homie, I'm down to get it popping
Once I squeeze the first shot
No I aint stopping till my clip is empty
I'm simply not that nigga you should try your luck with
Fuck with, hollow-tip shells struck with your bones broke
Gun smoking, still locing, what nigga
Lay your ass down paramedics get you up feeling
[50 Cent]
Right now I'm on the edge
So don't push me
I aim straight for your head
So don't push me
Fill your ass up with lead
So don't push me
I got something for your ass, keep thinking I'm pussy
Right now I'm on the edge
So don't push me
I aim straight for your head
So don't push me
Fill your ass up with lead
So don't push me
I got something for your ass, keep thinking I'm pussy
[Lloyd Banks]
Ive'a lost my bigger nigga and I didn't cry
To young to understand, the consequences of man
Living a lie I, gotta get that money
I'll be damned if If I'm bummy
Gotta watch my back around these niggas
'Cause they fronting 20 years
Of watching my mum in tears
Got me heated, heavily weeded
Smoking that bong 'cause I need it
These niggas don't want me balling, they want me buried
Bald in the dirt from shots flury
Laying with bugs under my shirt
I got plans to hop up in they Hummer
'Cause I'mma stunner, I sit back and wonder
When them angels gon' call my number
Under, my chest is a heart of a lion
I ain't lieing , bounty hunters got me flying
With my iron, high as a giant
I'm running from nothing, my stomach is touching
What I'm clutching, to give you more then a concussion
End of discussion
My blood is colder, so I'm bolder
Hennesy and Soda
Hood on my my shoulder
Look in the mirror, I see a soldier
[50 Cent]
Right now I'm on the edge
So don't push me
I aim straight for your head
So don't push me
Fill your ass up with lead
So don't push me
I got something for your ass, keep thinking I'm pussy
Right now I'm on the edge
So don't push me
I aim straight for your head
So don't push me
Fill your ass up with lead
So don't push me
I got something for your ass, keep thinking I'm pussy
[Eminem]
These are my ideas
This is my sweat and tears
This is shit that I saw with my eyeballs, my ears
This is me who's gotta be
What you see on TV
What you hear on CD
What appears easy
Man these teenie boppers see me on these magazine covers
In these beanies and these rags, living fantasies
Fronting like it's all fun and games
Till they shoot 'em up bang
Then you see brains hang and you see we ain't playing
Ain't saying we ain't laying down at night and ain't praying
I bully my way in this game, man I'm done playing
Man I'm done saying that I'm done playing
I'mma start laying into these motherfucking cocksuckers
There's no way I'mma back down, like a goddamn coward
I can't, how would I look as man bowing to his knees
Like the mad cow disease, let somebody lash out at me
And not lash back out at 'em, please
Oh, whoa, yo, ho, hold up, oh no, not me
Not Marshall, you wanna see Marshall?
I'll show you Marshall, I try to show you art
But you just pick it apart, so I see I have to start
Showing you fuckin old farts a whole other side
I wanted to not show you, so you know you're not dealing with
Some fuckin marshmallow, little soft yellow
Punk pussy, who's heart's Jello, 'cause
[50 Cent]
Right now I'm on the edge
So don't push me
I aim straight for your head
So don't push me
Fill your ass up with lead
So don't push me
I got something for your ass, keep thinking I'm pussy
Right now I'm on the edge
So don't push me
I aim straight for your head
So don't push me
Fill your ass up with lead
So don't push me
I got something for your ass, keep thinking I'm pussy
Flow
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