Trees.
So what's that mean, son?
Son, that means it's hunting season
-"Headz Ain't Ready"
OK, class. Let's aim a collective red dot at our favorite fake-ass-gangsta of the hour. Ready. Aim. Ok...well I won't mimic the sound, but you get my drift. I'm trying to stay non-violent with this one. But yet again, my man Harold Clemens commented on the bullshT with such concise eloquence ("long live the Lox, muhfucka!") that you just have to read his insight. And azuleta chimed in on the issue as well with a great observation: "Everybody has been through some sh*t in their lives. Who cares? Tell me where you're going in spite of all of that." It don't get no realer than that, son.
"Headz Aint Ready for what my clique got in store
cause what we got in store keeps us prepared for the war"
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