- count 1…loitering
- count 2… felony identifications impersonation
- count 3… Assult in the second degree
- count 4… assult in the first degree with the intent
- count 5… aggrivated assult with a deadly weapon
- count 6… possession of a controlled dangerious substance wit the attempt to distribute cocain
- count 7… possession of a controlled dangerous substance wit the intent to distrabute heroin
- count 8… possession of drug paraphnila
- count 9… possession of an illegal loaded stolen fire arm
- count 10… possession of an illegal stolen fire arm
- count 11… possession of an fully assult styled fire arm
- count 12… 2nd degree attempt murder
- count 13… 1st degree attempt murder
- count 14… Wreckless endangerment
- count 15… Murder in the 2nd degree
- count 16… muder in the 1st degree
- count 17… murder in the 1st degree
- count 18… Code something something Somthing R.E.C.O. stature
(AS A DISCLAIMER…. ALL THESE WORDS USED ARE PROPS AND FAIRYTALES…)☝👇
(Judge)
“How will you plea Mr. Thomas?”
(Mr. Thomas lawyer)
“Not guilty your honor!”
(Judge)
“Please be seated!”
Listen….
Never has he ever ran from anyone!
That goes for police or those faceless dead!
Who tried to murder him.
Such n such….
In the past….
He ate known killers.
Tough Tonys for breakfast!
If they lived….
He spilled out a lectures…
Listen…
No more porole or probation!
His juvenile years were his most mentally!
Far gone days creating new ways to!
Harm!
Others……….
Listen…
Bad man!
Not perfect!
He suppresses his violent tendency.
Like deodorant on B.O. on men…
He takes eight pills a day!
Some to sleep….
Some to fake through a great fake day.
There is always someone who will…
Want to decay…
Alright listen up!
These are…. The words of a dragons flames! Written on the tounge! From the 12 tribes of Judah!
Move over! Words of fire get put out with a water sign, sinner!
Body cold and stiff like… Man made snow in the winter!
Two time loser! With nothing to lose errrrr!
No kids, wife, mother or father!
The son of a savage man! That murdered with no problems!
His mother was a punching bag abused…
Till she found a knife in the kitchen droor…
Got a short time sentence…
He is that good, bsd guy…
The last of a dieing breed!
Of real ni##az with that famous venomous blood line…
Humble to all…
Who don’t step on his toes or back talk his core…
F##k a rose on a casked!
On Piru!
He would love to be creamated!
With a bottle of old English 800…
His gold teath…
8 ball of powder, and gram of heroin and some E pills…
His bugandy flag…
His Moorsh hand helds…
His guns…
His first love…
He never gave a damn!
Or a single f##k…
He’s likethe kamikaze, nasty spitting in your himlick manuver acidic
Try him…
He begs of enyone…
Jail,
Prison
Death
Federal
Law inforcement
The whole world wants him dead!
All his bearing scares!
The dead under, unjust or still waiting for there trail worrying!
About….
Who will take care of there child!
The real world!
he may act like hes good though…
I’ll give him that…
Trying to act good…
That’s his whole act…
The devil wears!
Gortex boots and prayer beeds around his neck!
If he’s gunna die…
He’s the type that well take his enemy’s with him…
He was born a dead man…..
So keep on talking…
That man is all about action….
Activities of distruction…
Real ni##a!
Reality Is The New Negativity Vol.1 
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