Yo buck we got to chill he calling his lawyer😒🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤡🤡🤡
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Nigga was built like a dyke growing up talkin about he used to fight 🤣🤣🤣
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The jacket-car combo WHEWWWW he thought he had one for a second huh?
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The jacket-car combo WHEWWWW he thought he had one for a second huh?
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I’d curb stomp ya dumbass to death then fuck pickles stank ass
People love to run their mouth like I have not been through it but let me set the record straight once and for all I been in the kind of fights that most of yall only ever see on YouTube compilations and I did not just scrape by I dominated I have been in close to 60 real deal fights and I only lost 2 and I swear those barely even count one was straight up unfair cuz I slipped on gravel throwing the first punch and went down before the fight even started and the other was a two on one which anybody with half a brain knows is not a loss it is a setup so when we are talking about one on ones my record is basically flawless I been fighting since middle school back when we used to scrap behind the buses after last bell when everybody crowded around waiting for someone to hit the ground I was fighting in parking lots outside corner stores under streetlights with broken bottles on the ground I was fighting on basketball courts where the game stopped just to watch me swing I fought in the rain with socks sliding in my flip flops I fought in the snow with my hands numb and my breath freezing in front of my face and I still came out on top I fought barefoot on concrete till my feet were bleeding and I kept swinging like it was nothing I fought dudes twice my size I fought dudes older than me I fought groups of friends who thought jumping me would work and somehow I still walked away standing I fought in alleys I fought in backyards I fought inside a Taco Bell bathroom while someone kept yelling for their food order and I still won because fighting is in me I do not just do it for fun it is who I am I been swinging since 2009 and my knuckles tell the story every scar every callous every busted knuckle is a reminder of all the people that tried and failed to take me down out of those 58 wins every single one was a lesson handed out to somebody who thought they were tougher than they actually were I put dudes down who swore they boxed I put dudes down who swore they wrestled I put dudes down who swore they lifted heavy and none of that mattered when it came time to throw hands the only thing that mattered was heart and I always had more of it than whoever was standing across from me the truth is I slowed down now because fighting does not pay the bills and hospitals do not give discounts but if anybody thinks I got soft or that my record does not mean anything then test me I dare you because the second you try you are going to find out real fast why I am 58 and 2 and why people who been around me do not question it I lived it I earned it and it is not a story it is a history written on every scar and every win. And the wildest part is I never went looking for it. I wasn’t the loudest dude in the room, wasn’t the one puffing his chest out trying to impress anybody. Trouble just had a habit of finding me, and every single time it did, it learned a lesson. I never needed hype men, never needed a crowd chanting my name, never needed a ref to save somebody. When it was time, it was just me, whoever thought they were built like that, and the reality check that followed. People love to talk about “what they would’ve done” or “how they would’ve handled it,” but I don’t deal in hypotheticals. I deal in outcomes. I deal in people suddenly wanting to shake hands after, people suddenly realizing respect is cheaper than hospital bills, people suddenly going quiet when they see me walk in because they already know how that movie ends. I’ve seen that look in a man’s eyes right before he realizes he made the worst decision of his night that split second where confidence turns into panic and I’ve seen it more times than I can count And yeah, I’m older now. Smarter. Got responsibilities. Got people who need me walking around healthy, not wrapped up in gauze and court dates. But don’t confuse discipline with weakness. Don’t confuse restraint with fear. The engine’s still there, it’s just not revving for free anymore. I don’t need to prove a damn thing to strangers or keyboard warriors who’ve never been hit clean in their life. So say whatever you want, run whatever narrative helps you sleep at night, tell yourself I’m washed or soft or past it. Just remember legends don’t disappear, they just stop explaining themselves. And if fate ever decides to put you in front of me with bad intentions, you won’t need YouTube to see how it ends. You’ll be part of the story… and not the part that gets told twice.
Son I just woke up😭😭😭😭AH HELL NAHHHHHH geek ass white bitch @StatenIsland2K





















