Loved Ones.

Since I don't know when I'm going to come back, I have to make a confession, with most things that I should said at some moment of my life, some of you are feeling it, some of you don't wanna hear it, but most of myself needs to express in a way or another, so I hope you get it...




From A to Z
The last ones will be first,
And the first will be the last


My first A has fuckin' long hair to say
But he won't give a fuck 'bout what you're sayin'
Dear motherfucker,
We share the same music
Even if we have different ways to use it,
You liked it, you kicked it, you bring it
While I try to express feelings
The fact that I laugh at your mother
Makes me feel you more like a brother

Keep the shit, big-ass.







Dear A, you have a M & a B
Between all these there is it a π
The whole relationship goes naturally
I'd love you so if I'm going blindly
I love your green eyes, and your smile
Makin' me feel like the world is mine

The one thing that I want to do for me is leave the gelosy...
Leave it free


Dear B, you remember me of some soup
Made up with a little beetroot group
We have started at the high-school
Gettin' high before class-room
We got it going with Rof, Cip and Tantoo
Making me so hard that I wantet to fuck you,
It's funny, because it's easy to trade places too
Even if you're a pussy with gossips
Sometimes smart, sometimes stupid
You're a real mistery in a man's mind

Keep it going pussy, I like your style, but as same time, Grow the fuck up.


Dear D, you always been here with me
Even if we G's in these cold streets
Oh shit,
We always had same problems with the po-lice
They chase us and they rate us as criminals,
For smoking a plant that grows in their principals
But for me, this means much shit,
The fact that you somehow understand it
While my head bangs it and hang me
I wanna make it stop,
I don't wanna live inside a block
But the fuckers won't leave me alone
So I have to take a road, and go...

Survive nigga, in the most intelligent way.




Yo' T, I don't know if you understand the truth
I honestly don't know what I love at your youth
Behind your eyes it lives the answer, the starvation
The hot flame of your inner passion
Baby, express them while you're here
Not when you're in front of a screen


P.S: Leave the fuckin' phone! Live here & now




Yeah, my dawg P
This is for you
Check it:
My nigga gettin high more than Peter Pan,
It's ironic, because he's only friend's the pen(ha-ha)
He like to help the people, even if he got nothing to win,
A fat angel against the sin
A warrior on welfare, he got much to lose,
Till the final ring bell, will finally snooze.

Keep ya' head up boy,
There's no pleasure to be a toy.



Dear Z, the last and only who trips me,
Makin' me ask, which is the real Me?
Scarrying the shit out of me when you look at me straightly
Makin' me think: Baby, don't hurt me
Your big black eyes trap my soul
Makin' me ask wtf is there? Is it a hole?
I wonder why the fuck when I talk to you
My heart starts sayin what's wrong with me
While my mind begin to discovery,
My misery, my pain, my history
And the thoughts that I need some recovery,
But with all of these you make me act naturally
Mrs. Judge, don't be so cruel,
I'd follow you but I'm empty of fuel
I'm tryin' to find a way trough my misery
Then I'll revenge for what you did to me(hahaa)

I love ya'!

For other you would mean ZABADAPT, but for me you mean HAPPINESS!