It's yo man @Sagat back in the building with that real nikka shyt, repping live from Brooklyn New York.
My new thing online has been bullying cyberbullies.
On hypebeast two days ago, I ran three cac motherfukkers off the comment section page just by keeping it real and saying what I've always thought about these types. THEY p*ssy.
They bullying people behind a keyboard cause they ain't about that life.
I had some cats try to get at me on some racist shyt.
So I get under they skin and say
"real men don't come at me with this bytch shyt. If you gonna talk shyt...talk it to my face. You won't cause you ain't built like me and ain't willing to back up the shyt they say online in real life. I am. I don't hide behind keyboards, text posts, and avatars. You know what I look like. I've given out my address many times. If you wanna see me, see me. See me with them weapons, them knives, them guns...don't come at me with this shyt cause men don't do bytch shyt like this." ( A variation of this, not exactly what I said )
I tell them to PULL UP.
I started getting mad real with these cats and they got fukking FRIGHTENED. Like "chill, I just wanted to throw insults at you with no repurcussion from the safety of my keyboard" and I was like "nikka, I will come over there and beat the shyt out of you if you too p*ssy to come see me like a man." I probably had my posts reported cause they were THAT frightened. I love having people shook.
In real life, I know I'm dealing with bony weak frail couldn't even pick up 25 pounds bytch made motherfukkers that got picked opn or bytch made privileged fakkit frat fukkbois that cower in fear in sight of the godliness of the black man!
In the Trump era. There is NO excuse. NO ROOM FOR COWARDS. These cats fraid of real nikkas and always will BE!
My new thing online has been bullying cyberbullies.
On hypebeast two days ago, I ran three cac motherfukkers off the comment section page just by keeping it real and saying what I've always thought about these types. THEY p*ssy.
They bullying people behind a keyboard cause they ain't about that life.
I had some cats try to get at me on some racist shyt.
So I get under they skin and say
"real men don't come at me with this bytch shyt. If you gonna talk shyt...talk it to my face. You won't cause you ain't built like me and ain't willing to back up the shyt they say online in real life. I am. I don't hide behind keyboards, text posts, and avatars. You know what I look like. I've given out my address many times. If you wanna see me, see me. See me with them weapons, them knives, them guns...don't come at me with this shyt cause men don't do bytch shyt like this." ( A variation of this, not exactly what I said )
I tell them to PULL UP.
I started getting mad real with these cats and they got fukking FRIGHTENED. Like "chill, I just wanted to throw insults at you with no repurcussion from the safety of my keyboard" and I was like "nikka, I will come over there and beat the shyt out of you if you too p*ssy to come see me like a man." I probably had my posts reported cause they were THAT frightened. I love having people shook.
In real life, I know I'm dealing with bony weak frail couldn't even pick up 25 pounds bytch made motherfukkers that got picked opn or bytch made privileged fakkit frat fukkbois that cower in fear in sight of the godliness of the black man!
In the Trump era. There is NO excuse. NO ROOM FOR COWARDS. These cats fraid of real nikkas and always will BE!