Was it Me Or You?

How's it doing....

Still very much alive not dead..

But brain dead for a while...

Y?? i can't answer that one...

A lot of things has happen since my climb to success...

Nevermind the fact that i started with nothing... NOTHING!!!

What the fuck do you want from me you fuckers... You very much well know i earned my blady credentials.... I hustled my way through but i ensured that i didn't forget the rest of you...

So what did i do wrong?

I guess cat fur got stuck in your throat huh!

As far as i'm concerned...

My first half of the year is almost ending n yes it was shitty but the fact that it was good also did conjure things up as well..

I shall explain it once and for all as i do not want to sound like a freak in my own blady blog...

Truth: Talent

Truth: Down To Earth/Humble

Fact: Makes Great Music

Fact: Has Great Communicating Skills just doesn't enjoy the limelight or enjoys being known

Turth: Worked his ass up from nothing to nothing

Truth: Respects The Elders (Not All Acutally, I Dare Debate)

Truth: Much more wiser than the teacher who teaches for a living

Fact: Never forgets where he came from

Fact: Was number 1 even before he did music mainstream or told the world his views and stories

Fact: Loves money, who doesn't

Fact:Loves money who doesn't

Truth: Loves money

So all the time i did music for people whom i knew and got nothing, did i ever expect anything? For the record, NO! NO! NO!

Your money can buy my work, but can never buy my respect or trust. I have trust issues, big time so fuck you. Yes Fuck you... fuck u n u n u...

So look here, i am going to make sure that this entry is my last on dissing and letting out.. Cause from June onwards, it's either you with me or run from me...  Like i even give a damn whether u join me... I have no more space for people like you.. Maybe Khairil or Abi can slot u in... Or wait, let Mizan do a check... or Wait... Ferdy can do a check as well... Or get Gedegg ot fuck you mother.. Oh wait.. Pi can come and Fly kick your ass...

And yes, i keep my hands clean. I don't do dirty jobs. I have enough everywhere... So i don't worry... plus i have a mum to take care off n my little sister...  Nevermind my Credit bills or so..

Even the banks are good people...

I wish you all the best people... All the best. Cause i swear after the 28th of May 2009 Thursday, touch or insult or demoralize or screw me, I'll sleep on it and i'll just pray for your kind parents who groomed you well.

Sleep on it... N forgive your souls and move on...

But if you need help, i'll be more than happy to come. I'll sleep on it...

Suddenly it seemed that the grass on my side is greener... Your call....

Beautiful... Nature at it's finest... God Bless..

I have enough.. But i need more... Do u?

In 2005....

In 2009.... Bala's at the back... How's it doing mate...

So full Stop!

Good bye u fuckers..

I'm Don M Bitch..

Mamad Arab Bitch...

N i'm way way better than you... (Non-Ego Statement, Proven over nearly a decade of experience and work and by those who look up to me..)

Peace N Love...

Syed "Don M" Muhammad