the real serpents…

yes, we scarred ruthlessly.

yes, we scream in agony.

and definitely yes, we did triumph mercilessly.

we are no heroes, we just wild bunch. we don’t have muscular physique. we never fight fair.

often battered and bruised, limping and bleeding. we smirk at the death and laughing at fate.

we do messed up; nonetheless, we always cleans up. one way or another. we get it done.

living will always be a catch-22, but we still keep on hustling.

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because that’s what being a real rocknrolla is all about yo!!!

slap me a forty, I’m outta ‘ere….

guess who’s back…

people will change, people will die…eventually

but persona will never fade…

lock and load people, the battle cry may soon be heard once again…

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Olololololololololololololo!!!!!!!!!!!!