Call Sign "Bandit" iv .;.................."Sentinel we are in a state of WAR with planet earth. Repeat, We are at war with the world;- Install and prepare to initiate Battleplan "IMPERATOR"

There will be NO stand down. Finally, I am ready to move, and not tied down.

Even if  wan lock me up and throw away the key

Still I got saved

nuh mean?

i was born on the street I am a fighter

i was born as a survivor

hear me song 

hear me again

I'm are fly again
 and even when they try to break me
thank God I am doing greatly
hear my song

hear me again...OHH!
I'm are  grow my wings again
I'm are fly again
dont know how
 [but ME know how, and me time is NOW]
dont know where
 I'm are free again

....
promised a payback to my enemies in time
know you are listening  and know THIS world is mine
I'm the diamond in the dirt they couldn't find, yeah
shocked me out, want to see me suffer
but I survived as things get tougher
wasn't there when I was going through this hard time
hard time
I know you want to get me down
I know you trying very hard
but I am still in this jungle
setting my eye with God

Coz i was born in the street i am a fighter...Fucking idiots do not SEEM to get ONE point that I thought I was getting across in plain English, which is, EVERYONE answers to ME.I could not care less what 'problems' anyone has or how this person or that person is or is NOT what I think the person IS. If someone has pissed ME off then, no matter sending someone to make me work out that the guy and the chick are not an item, but the guy is married and it was his wife that was sitting beside the two still LEAVES the single thing unchanged, I am PISSED off, and that means death, simple and straightforward.

So, we are in a state of war, and THIS time I override God, and force MY will on this earth, yessss!
Its quite easy to see which ways things are going here:- i am a person who for a LONG time has been looking for a reason NOT to engage in deathcraft, because i wanted to spare some people, because for some reason i ... believed... that I was not supposed to live, and accepted my mother's condemnation of me, and carried on living as if I was a... mistake... which, if true, makes everyone ALIVE a... mistake. So I decided today, after this asshole decided he would reprimand vinnie for HIS using the outspaan toilet, and THEN saying that if he wanted to use it he would have to change his appearance and dress more respectably, and I knew the shithead had read my post, zeroed in on the statement I made earlier, that i was a dirty person, and so, he was aiming jibes at me. I went tense, and decided that i would not even SAY anything, because if the asshole was NOT trying to needle me before, with his earlier behaviour, he just made an enemy for life, and that means his life will be rather brief, and we can do it BOTH ways, We go toe to toe NOW and i kill you and call down my rage anyway, to protect myself, or I just speak the word when I turn my back and destroy those that I despise, without dirtying my hands... YOUR call, mr tony beggar:_ and before THIS, I was not even ... certain... i would put you to death. Well, I have a target NOW, and my missile lock is ON! Yesss!

of course, the latter course means that i have to still try to wade through this muck to see if there ARE five women that ... matter, although I got a bit of a ...surprise today, in a manner that left me rather suspicious at first but gradually wondering just what the fuck this woman's problem IS, or if she has the guts to actually try to put her head in the lion's mouth.

Now, i admire courage, in certain places, and well, i am not even sure whether to get pissed or to laugh, because this was audacious, yesss!
And i am ... struggling... to remain angry, and I can not find it in me, noooo!

its like this paradox:- the women has a killer ass, and i would like to KILL her for what I saw ON that ass, but today... well, I am not so sure.

peaches, indeed!


So, I am sitting on the concrete slab where i normally do my work, and then the chick who showed me this ass of hers in a red dress and then later some guy with his hand ON that ass and KISSING her, to boot, walks down from the parking lot and whips out her phone, and starts taking pictures of this mannequin that vinnie had sitting by the pavement, and it is only a brief adjustment and she could have been taking pictures of me, and so, i am glaring at her, and she then goes and starts talking to abisha, who is by the set-up, and later on , she walks up to the bakery, right past me, and i am gone from anger to beffudlement, because either this is one extremely stupid woman, or... I can not get it.
then hse comes back past, and then later walks away the same way she had come, and it was after than vinnie comes up to us, when we and abisha are discussing the woman and he agreeing with  what i had cynically told him, that she was looking for a man, and vinnie pitches up with names, mother, whom he was talking to as she sat in her car, named diane or diana, and then the daughter whom she said had the nickname 'peaches' was called rachel, and the mother had asked about vinnie, whether he was married, and such, and hinted that he should look after her daughter... or some such bullshit, and then given him a R20.
For nothing, said vinnie.
well, I AM getting kind of tired of my friend being treated like a fool and when I see all these jibes and innuendos, I tend to want to be protective, so, of course, i have drawn the line there. Which is why I am taking these matters on MYSELF.
face ME, the "Imperator" and instead of covering yourselves by hiding behind falsehoods and all that facade, deal with me, or die, at my whim.

i have, to just spike mr beggar off, decided I will NOT be killing off the whites, but will stick to the rubbish races, and all those i said i did not fancy spending my life around, NO.
Unless they have a reason to have come under my scrutiny. THEN, gleefully, they DIE< yessssss!

Of course, though one can not fault the ass chick for originality, so i am NOT quite sure whether to kill her or not, because she DOES have a nice ass, and I would be loath to see all that go to waste, provided i get a picture of the whole 'thing' with this bald headed guy who  is unfortunately for him, DEAD, and I can behead him if he wants, literally.
I mean, I am the OVERLORD , the IMPERATOR, or, as it would be loosely translated , the emperor, although that is NOT quite it And NO male who has made a fool of me lives to speak of it. the woman, maybe, unless she WAS intimate with the guy, or was interested in me to make me a ... mule.fuck, I hate mothers, and so, ANY mother that thinks to advance HER cause is dead, dead, dead, as I was trying to show the little mama when she followed me with her dogs as i went to the library.
I hate mothers. BIG time.
GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!
which is why I will NEVER be a father.
I will not be THAT responsible, or stupid

Oh, yes, almost forgot this ONE thing. the olympia chick, after hearing my words, decided that she would NOT come anywhere near me, and so, she ran out of the bakery, and ran back again trying to avoid me, with her bag on her clutched to her.maybe that was where the car keys were, because that was the last i saw of her. Somebody else took the car away, or maybe i was just NOT interested.
I could, like I normally do, say therefore, to avoid fools trying their luck, I will mention the women I WANT, but fucking hell, I am standing firm. I am interested in WAR, and if THERE are any women, then they walk the plank, on their own, and if I am NOT impressed, then the IMPERATOR slays them.

how does the song go, "Enjoy the killing time"?

Fuck, let me drop it here    
GRRRRRRRR!


I actually growl when pissed, maybe I am just an animal, right?

here comes the boom
boom man bouncing
...
tough nigga?

so me go so den
from the dutty know them
them are touch ya
man are shotta
and i got a lot of power well
just send me fir gwaan
marrow fly like scum
make then have fir get flatter

say these are the sweetest times

nuff punk get murder
are only dutty cop dmx and di doom

enjoy the killing times

shot hotta than pepper
mr clever

are me Glock are gonna talk for me crew>>>

AND here is the song that had the stupid spirit making as if i had to have 24 women, because he had NO idea what to do next, like this guy seems for real,. but I MUST be in control, and so because christ had twelve disciples, so I must use that which he ... likes... to impress on him that HE gets the double portion, according to MY direction , of course!

Shit head!


you roll with jesus christ
me have twenty four disciples....

24 August indeed!

GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!
 I mean, THAT reminds me of this other chick , the scooter one, who thought she could entice me with books about ferraris>
fuck, am I a KID?
like the contemporary art chick testing the waters when she see me start thinking, twisting my hair in frustration and takes that as her cue to arrive, if i decide to just shake my head and NOT start hyperventilating.
I mean, has it EVER occurred to you that all I DO is test YOU to see whether you use what is between YOUR ears or you think I just use what is between MY legs?
Fuck,  DO I have to spell it out for you?

NONE of you will EVER be safe with me until you STOP thinking you know the least thing about me, because you do NOT. I show what I want shown so I get you to do as I want, and then I find out what you think of me. NOT any more. This time, it is war

the one who have fir holla who dont see we rejoice
'' '' ''' '' ''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''' nice
the one who have fir holla who dont want see we best
we sorry fir the down and out  ghetto youth who nuh see the light
but I say that we are never gonna give up we a gonna fight
but """""""""""""""""""""""" we  are the best