Say Hello To The Bad Guy...   
05:39pm 29/03/2004
 
mood: rejuvenated
music: Hate Music - Kell featuring Young D & Gambino
Whats up to my peoples,

Dont really got much to say, Ive lost a couple friends here and there, gained a couple new ones just wanted to let it be known I dont give a fuck. Say hello to the Bad Guy. Im tired of being the good guy who everybody comes to for advice only to come and have it haunt me later. To the ma fucker who knows Im talkin to em, I lost respect for you homey, we could never be friends, you a shell of a person, nothing like you used to be. Leading me on and shit, you better be glad we aint no where near each other right now cause it'd be over if it was. But I expected this shit. So Im not really surprised in fact Im kinda glad it did happen cause now you proved me right that you are nothing but a fake fuck, have me fight a battle and turn your fuckin nose up, its aight. Im tired of fighting your wars and shit Im tired of you. I shoulda saw the signs I was blinded, but no I kept going on like a sheep in a shepherds flock, not no more, Im tired of being led on like a puppet, cause Im Tony Montana Part 2, Im Beans Part 2, Scarface and State Property, call me a Corleone, cause Im mobbing like the Godfather. I dont have time to waste on these fake ass people, who pretend to be cool with the Fam then try and forget about em just like that. Aint gonna happen homey,To anyone who wants to test me come on get on my bad side if you wish. Until someone dares step up, fuck yall and say hello to the Bad Guy...

I know i'm runnin' through your head now
what could you do ?
If it was up to you
i'd be dead now
I let tha world know nigga you a coward
You could never be live
until you die
see tha mothafucken bitch in your eye

- Red Dynasty
 
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VICTORY!   
02:12am 19/03/2004
 
mood: Proud
music: Get No Better - Cassidy featuring Mashonda
To all my soldiers in the field, La Familia declares victory, a ceasefire was worked out and now that major combat actions are over we'll stay behind and help Crissy out and help her recover from her ordeal. She recently decided to enlist in the military which I congradulate her on. Shes leaning towards the Army. Power to Crissy as she persues a goal. Air Force Security Forces forever! Ill be reporting back soon and who knows there may even be a new song posted up here on the boards. One love to my La Familia soldiers keep repping the Fam in the trenches, bustin shots at bullshit snitches.. haha.. Im out yall, Che Guevera
 
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VICTORY!   
02:09am 19/03/2004
 
mood: Proud
music: Get No Better - Cassidy featuring Mashonda
To all my soldiers in the field, La Familia declares victory, a ceasefire was worked out and now that major combat actions are over we'll stay behind and help Crissy out and help her recover from her ordeal. She recently decided to enlist in the military which I congradulate her on. Shes leaning towards the Army. Power to Crissy as she persues a goal. Air Force Security Forces forever! Ill be reporting back soon and who knows there may even be a new song posted up here on the boards. One love to my La Familia soldiers keep repping the Fam in the trenches, bustin shots at bullshit snitches.. haha.. Im out yall, Che Guevera
 
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WAR DRUMS - YOUNG DYNASTY   
11:13pm 14/03/2004
 
mood: Superior
music: War Drums - Young Dynasty
Some lyrics I came up with to address the situation with Brian and all these other people that keep fucking with La Familia..

(Cristina) – Keep it in the truest essence of hip hop the battle..
(DJ) Lets do it…

(DJ)
Dynasty we runnin this shit,
Cristina we runnin this shit,
Maynestream we runnin this shit,
SDP we runnin this shit,
Kell We runnin this shit,
G Lock we runnin this shit,

War drums, breaks over bitches,
Not Jay Hova but still a God MC, Hey soldier you aint ready for war, Dynasty still strong for you, cant none of yall touch us, Ill bring you down like the Twin Towers, wrath of higher powers,
Brought it down to this, Coming against any of us is like bringing a knife to a gunfight, pen to a test, thin ass vests think it’ll protect you against this lethal poetry, lethal weaponry, who’s next to me, the one you fucked with, keep it between me and you, Ill go Afghanistan on you fucks and turn ya terrain from mountains to plains, membranes and brains, put into the form of verbal bullets loading em clip by clip into magazines of lyrical pistols, spittin out quicker than a tooth when we fuck you up.

Wanna be Apartment Gods, more like Satans cast out by the Godly MC, who kills you muthafuckin ants with my sledgehammer, we smash fucks flatter than that three week old beer behind your couch. We bring knife to fistfight, kill your drama, kidnap your babies, spit at ya ladies, no wait Im not trying to catch that shit, Brook know about Gonorrhea of the mouth and verbal syphilis I know from that bullshit you wrote, Brian that you got off without protection, maybe you’d have more fun with a goat and that erection, projection of force cause you sure as hell aint a man,
This is grown man B.I. Get you rolled into triage. Biatch your reach aint long enough to harm me.. Don’t let me do it to you dunny cause I overdo it.. So you wont confuse it with just rap music..

Dynasty we runnin this shit,
Cristina we runnin this shit,
Maynestream we runnin this shit,
SDP we runnin this shit,
Kell We runnin this shit,
G Lock we runnin this shit,

Fucker Apartment gods, who the fuck are you, I hold triggers to crews. Little fuck I got money stacks bigger than you.. Get off that amph shit.. Bitches soft like ballerinas I got the pictures I seen ya.. Under my boot faggots, Brians the type that’ll play strip poker with his boys then go bankrupt and play striptease, attention salute at ease, the generals back. Drop Cristina then wanna change your demeanor but the War drums sounding now dunny.. Sunny days and bright weather perfect for a lyrical murder. Oh yeah fucking Gods enlightenment is hard for you to reach that’s why if worse comes to worse Ill put a dot on your head like its part of your religion. Dynasty, students of the game, we passed the classes, Nobody read you dudes like we do, Don’t talk shit like DJ is an ass and DJ wont clap you. Trust me faggot Ill detach you.. Cristina’s new boyfriend homey, coming up short down south, had to find another to cover the embarassment.. youre not on my level et your brakes tweaked, Brook shut the fuck or cause beef is sweet, don’t try and delete that shit you said cause I got it to, You know what it do when street soldiers run a train?

Dynasty we runnin this shit,
Cristina we runnin this shit,
Maynestream we runnin this shit,
SDP we runnin this shit,
Kell We runnin this shit,
G Lock we runnin this shit,

You think cause you got Cristina you had your three seconds of fame.. Haha three seconds bitch.. You the faggot model for Ambercrombie & Fitch.. Get ya mouth stitch closed after speaking shit like that.. You speaking like faggot little boy bands how you expect to win.. Went from Axline to Bens trash.. When the sun don’t shine son don’t shine.. Career come to an end cause you fucked up and got put in so0litary taking it in the ass every night from a marine who was bigger than you.. That’s why when you walk down the hallway and your ass whistles the dogs and cats come to you.. You scribbled some shit down in a journal and DJ ended you. You started it with Cristina and DJ finished it..When you faggots gonna learn some respect.. Don’t bark up that tree, that tree will fall on you, Im surprise your boys aint forewarn you. Please not D hes not for play.. But Brian boy you gay.. That’s right I called you boy Vienna Sausage.. DJ the man stand tall with Italian salami looking like the Washington Monument silhouetted against the dark skyline. You cant fuck with me, go somewhere and play, Im busy, this aint a babies rattle faggots this is a serious battle.. So don’t go tattle cause no ones gonna help you.. Then again Ill detach you from that umbilical cord shit your on, suckin opn Brooks ass like your retarded put you in your fuckin place.. Fuckin disgrace.. Brook your shits garbage now you askin Cristina for knowledge… And to all these other fucks thrownin shots at Criss and D, you fuckin snitches.. You only got half a bar, fuck yall bitches…
 
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Live From The Frontlines   
02:50pm 14/03/2004
 
mood: Vigilant
music: Hit Em Up - 2Pac
Day Four of the Campaign and while the troops have been developing verbal barrages to take these fuckers out, it seems that a new one has stepped into the priority list. Hannah opened her mouth now the crosshairs have singled her out as well. Hannah you could have gotten away scott free but anyway like I said we're the Shadow Stormtroopers of this shit, new age Gestapo, the La Familia Mafia. Connections every which way. I would have thought from the shit we took Brians faggot ass out with you would have learned to shut up and keep quiet, but no you had to make yourself known. I hope you enjoy the onslaught cause you're not safe anymore. You're next little girl. Oh as fa as you being from Rochester, New York the boys from Yonkers, Brooklyn, Queens and Manhattan all say dont ever let them catch you claiming New York cause they'll lyrically eat your food. But you dont know what that means haha. Have a nice day anticipatign your inevitable demise.
 
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The War Is On...   
03:36am 14/03/2004
 
mood: horny
music: Takeover - Jay-Z
Well as of today the Dynasty La Familia team has launched the opening gambits of a war against Brian Axline and some bitch named Brooke. Yep it feels hella good to get back in the war business again. Check back regularly for updates in Operation Fucking these Bitches Up. It feels so damn good to feel the ether flowing through my veins, feel the adrenaline rush and the words just forming transcending dimensions across my mindset just waiting for me to unleash in an assault on Brian or Brooke. As for these so called Apartment Gods yall aint Apartment Gods cause the Four Horsemen are after ya. With the constant stream of intelligence and information flowing in we keep turning out verbal attacks that get us charged with war crimes yet we still are out hunting for these faggots. World wide Dynasty Army out to bring these asses to their knees. You dont fuck with Crissy Brian. Never expected to get pussy then get hunted down by the Army like a pussy cause we fuck you up over and over again. Who you think Crissy turned to when you were in trouble boy. My advice and guidance probably bailed you out time and time again but now that you decided to think Cock first and you violated my angel, boy do you realize you just fucked at least 60 dude's little sister. And you know brothers dont take to kindly to people fucking their sisters and leaving. So as it stands now you're a high value target boy..
 
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Oh Damn..   
03:41pm 12/03/2004
 
mood: Down
music: Public Service Announcement - Jay-Z
Man this weeks been pretty shizzy, I mean first off the girl Ive been talking to for a good three months now, I mean we were ready to date and allt hat but she just comes out yesterday and tells me she has a boyfriend. It didnt bother me as much, just kinda messed up shed talk to me like that knowing she had a boyfriend. Leading me along on a string aint cool and I aint down with that. So thats one down time to go to the next. *Crosses off name and goes in search of a new one*
 
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