Love No Hoes
Never let a hoe take you down.
The universe is filled with lying, conniving, backstabbing hoes. They love to bring a brother down. They sink their fuckin’ teeth in your skins like dogs, up into your veins like vampires, and they try to suck the fuckin life force from your fuckin’ body like the stank ass sluts that they are. Filthy ass muthafuckas, trying to take a righteous brother down. But I ain’t going out like that. I’ll fight your fake asses. I swear to God, if you ever take me out, I’m grabbing a couple of you hoes on the way down. You hear me Rhonda. You fuckin’ listening, Sue. I ain’t going for the okeey-doke. I’ll kill you beyotches before I let any of you take me down. I’ll do serious time. I ain’t fuckin around.
And to think, I had the nerve to wake up all happy and shit, and a beyotch had to go and call a brother and fuck up the rest of his fuckin’ day. You hoes love gossiping. You love seeing two brothers swinging hard on one another. I don’t give a fuck. Fuck you. Fuck Leon. Fuck Sue. And fuck you too, Rhonda. From now on, all you beyotches are dead to me. From this day forward, you hoes get no moe love.
Yep. Never show love to your enemies. Truth is, you should never show hate either. They don’t deserve any of that shit. Nope. You look your enemies in their fuckin’ eyes and you fuckin’ smile. You say Good Morning, and Good Night. You tell them that you hope they have good weekends. And in the back of your mind, you plot your revenge. You plan for success, because success is the best revenge. And you look forward to their downfall. You plot their downfall. It may take time, but one day it’ll come.
I swear to you, Lord. One way or another, it will come.
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