Whattup yalls its ya boy P-Tone aka Ironman Starks namsayin. In case yall aint heard I got a little column happenin over at C.O.P. Magazine nahmean. Yall niggas relax cos this blog gon still be poppin n all that. But I got child support n car notes to pay son... so you kno a nigga gotta stay on his grind. What I be doin is givin advice to broads n snappin em out they hypnotic mindstates n shit namsayin. Word. Tone jus gettin started too son. Im gon keep expandin the empire n have some more shit bubblin in the labs for yall niggas. A nigga gotta keep his hands smashin these mountains namsayin. Ayo I seen a bear walkin in the forest n it said "Ayo Tony what we gon do son? Who gon hold down the woodland creatures n shit god? We gon need those fish n berries son!" Word is bond. Theres niggas out there that get they jewelz from ya boy. But I gotta give that one on one time to these broads too son. But when I aint out there ridin bicycles at the bottom a the ocean tryin to keep the gods body in a healthy state I be crushin coal in my hands to make diamonds son. Ya feel me? Word. One time a nigga asked me why I be makin the types a moves I be makin n I jus smacked the nigga. After that the nigga said he understood where I was comin from nahmean. This is how legends move son. Staten niggas throw niggas off rooftops when we chillin.
Aight peace.
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