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Serious Has anyone here thought of being a hobo?

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If I ever became homeless, I'd most likely hobo around, drinking, etc, seeing places before I killed myself. Try train hopping.
 
Train surfing sounds attractive to me. Definitely wanna do it b4 i die. Being hobo would be hard for a long time, i could handle maybe 2 weeks given preparation
 
Yeah i've wanted to do it since i was about 14.
Same, but i feel like you have to sacrifice a lot of a “regular” life if you want to do it a lot.

Its pretty confusing to learn probably. Like, how the hell do you get back home? How do you know where you’re going? How do you know when and where a train is going to arrive at?

I feel like you’d need someone with experience to show you the ropes somehow
 
Same, but i feel like you have to sacrifice a lot of a “regular” life if you want to do it a lot.

Its pretty confusing to learn probably. Like, how the hell do you get back home? How do you know where you’re going? How do you know when and where a train is going to arrive at?

I feel like you’d need someone with experience to show you the ropes somehow
honestly, i wouldn't care where i'm going if i was in that position.


View: https://www.reddit.com/r/vagabond/comments/2z61wb/trainhopping_101_finding_your_train/


this looked informative
 
Yep, all aspiring train riders have read that “tallsamjones” guys’ advice on r/vagabond.
(reddit :soy: )

Anyway, I’ll hop my first train soon enough. Maybe in a year or two. If i do, Ill post some pics on .co:feelsautistic:
 
Living out of a van seems nice.
 
No, I live in a place with tons of black people and I've known homeless people before.
 
no. i have a gun ready to kms if something seriously fucks up my life
 
If I ever became homeless, I'd most likely hobo around, drinking, etc, seeing places before I killed myself. Try train hopping.
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Ahh... real muthaphuckkin G's...
Ahh... real muthaphuckkin G's...
Ahh... real muthaphuckkin G's...
Ahh... real muthaphuckkin G's...
Hey Yo doctor, here's another proper track
And it's phat, watch the sniper, time to pay the piper
And let that real shit provoke, so you's a wanna be 'loc
And you'll get smoked and i hope that yer fans understand
When ya talk about sprayin me, the same records that ya
Makin' is payin me
Mothafuck Dre
Mothafuck Snoop
Mothafuck Death Row
Yo, and here comes me left blow
"Cause i'm the E-A-Z-Y-E, and this is the season
To let the Real mothafuckin G's in, ya like a kid ya
Found a pup and now yer dapper, but tell me where the
Fuck ya find an anorexic rapper
Talkin 'bout who you gone squabble with and who ya shoot
You're only 60 pounds when yer wet and wearin boots
Damn E, they tried to fade you on Dre Day
But Dre Day only met Eazy's pay day
All of a sudden Dr Dre is a G thang, but on his
Old album cover he was a she thang
So nigga please, nigga please don't step to deez
Mothafuckin' real G's
Stomp him in his track
Show him that i'm ruthless
Yo Dre, what's up? *bang*
Yo Dre, what's up? *bang*
Everyday it a new rapper, claimin to be dapper then
The Dresta, smoother then a bitch but portray the role of
Gangsta, ain't broke a law in ya life, yet every time you rap
Ye yap about the guns and knifes, just take a good look
Afta nigga, and you'll capture the fact, that the rasta is
Simply just an actor, who mastered the bang and the slang
And the Mental, of niggaz in Compton, Wattz, and South Central
Never ever once have you ran with the turf, but yet in every verse
Claim you used to do the dirt, but tell me who's a witness
To your fuckin work, see you never had no buiness, so
Save the drama jerk, niggaz straight kill me
Knowin that they pranksters, this is going out to
You studio gangsters, see i did dirt, put in work, and
Many niggaz can vouch that, so since i got stripes
I got the right to rap about that, but niggaz like you
I gotta hate ya, cuz i'm jus tired of suburbian niggaz talkin about
They come from projects
Knowin ya ain't seen no parts of the streets G
Think ya tryna bang around the time of the peace treaty
Wearin khackis and mob while ya ryhme, little fag
Tried to sag, but butcha floodin at the same time,
And ya set don't accecpt ya, scared to kick it witcha homies
Cause ya know they don't respect ya, so nigga please check
Nuts before ya step to deez, mothafuckin real G's
Well, its the Knock Out, definition orginal baby gangster
Approach me like you hard, mothafucka imma bank ya
Shank ya, with my fuckin shank, if i have ta
Dr Dre an Snoop Doggy Dogg are fuckin actors
Pranksters, studio gangsters, busters
But this time yer dealin with some real motherfuckers
G's, nigga please, don't try to step
Cuz if ya do, den a peeled cap is all that would be left
See, young niggaz like me, will break ya off somthin,
Claimin my city, but Dre you ain't from Compton
Niggaz like ya'll is what I call wanna be's and aint shit compared
To real motherfuckin' G's
Stomp him in his track
Show him that I'm ruthless
Yo Dre, What's up? (bang)
Yo Dre, what's up? (bang)
I never met an OG who neva did shit wrong
You tried to dis the Eazy-E so now nigga it's on you
And ya Doggy Dogg, think that yall hoggin shit
Both of you bitches, can come and suck my doggy dick
Beatin up a bitch don't make ya shit, but then again some niggaz
Think it makes a man, damn it's a trip
How a nigga could switch so quick from wearin lipstick
To smokin on Chronic at picnics, and now ya think yer bigger
But to me you ain't nothin but bitch ass niggas
Dat ain't worth a food stamp, and at
Deat Row, I hear yer gettin treated like boot camp
Gotta follow ya seargents directions, or get yo ass
Pumped with a Smith and Wesson, learn a lesson from the E
Stay in your place and don't step to real motherfuckin G's
Yo Dre, What's up? (bang)
Boy ya should have known by now
Yo Dre (what's up?) (Bang)
Boy ya should have known by now
Yo Dre (what's up?) (bang)
Boy ya should have known by now, Eazy duz it
 
Comp-ton
Comp-ton
Comp-ton
Ahh... real muthaphuckkin G's...
Ahh... real muthaphuckkin G's...
Ahh... real muthaphuckkin G's...
Ahh... real muthaphuckkin G's...
Hey Yo doctor, here's another proper track
And it's phat, watch the sniper, time to pay the piper
And let that real shit provoke, so you's a wanna be 'loc
And you'll get smoked and i hope that yer fans understand
When ya talk about sprayin me, the same records that ya
Makin' is payin me
Mothafuck Dre
Mothafuck Snoop
Mothafuck Death Row
Yo, and here comes me left blow
"Cause i'm the E-A-Z-Y-E, and this is the season
To let the Real mothafuckin G's in, ya like a kid ya
Found a pup and now yer dapper, but tell me where the
Fuck ya find an anorexic rapper
Talkin 'bout who you gone squabble with and who ya shoot
You're only 60 pounds when yer wet and wearin boots
Damn E, they tried to fade you on Dre Day
But Dre Day only met Eazy's pay day
All of a sudden Dr Dre is a G thang, but on his
Old album cover he was a she thang
So nigga please, nigga please don't step to deez
Mothafuckin' real G's
Stomp him in his track
Show him that i'm ruthless
Yo Dre, what's up? *bang*
Yo Dre, what's up? *bang*
Everyday it a new rapper, claimin to be dapper then
The Dresta, smoother then a bitch but portray the role of
Gangsta, ain't broke a law in ya life, yet every time you rap
Ye yap about the guns and knifes, just take a good look
Afta nigga, and you'll capture the fact, that the rasta is
Simply just an actor, who mastered the bang and the slang
And the Mental, of niggaz in Compton, Wattz, and South Central
Never ever once have you ran with the turf, but yet in every verse
Claim you used to do the dirt, but tell me who's a witness
To your fuckin work, see you never had no buiness, so
Save the drama jerk, niggaz straight kill me
Knowin that they pranksters, this is going out to
You studio gangsters, see i did dirt, put in work, and
Many niggaz can vouch that, so since i got stripes
I got the right to rap about that, but niggaz like you
I gotta hate ya, cuz i'm jus tired of suburbian niggaz talkin about
They come from projects
Knowin ya ain't seen no parts of the streets G
Think ya tryna bang around the time of the peace treaty
Wearin khackis and mob while ya ryhme, little fag
Tried to sag, but butcha floodin at the same time,
And ya set don't accecpt ya, scared to kick it witcha homies
Cause ya know they don't respect ya, so nigga please check
Nuts before ya step to deez, mothafuckin real G's
Well, its the Knock Out, definition orginal baby gangster
Approach me like you hard, mothafucka imma bank ya
Shank ya, with my fuckin shank, if i have ta
Dr Dre an Snoop Doggy Dogg are fuckin actors
Pranksters, studio gangsters, busters
But this time yer dealin with some real motherfuckers
G's, nigga please, don't try to step
Cuz if ya do, den a peeled cap is all that would be left
See, young niggaz like me, will break ya off somthin,
Claimin my city, but Dre you ain't from Compton
Niggaz like ya'll is what I call wanna be's and aint shit compared
To real motherfuckin' G's
Stomp him in his track
Show him that I'm ruthless
Yo Dre, What's up? (bang)
Yo Dre, what's up? (bang)
I never met an OG who neva did shit wrong
You tried to dis the Eazy-E so now nigga it's on you
And ya Doggy Dogg, think that yall hoggin shit
Both of you bitches, can come and suck my doggy dick
Beatin up a bitch don't make ya shit, but then again some niggaz
Think it makes a man, damn it's a trip
How a nigga could switch so quick from wearin lipstick
To smokin on Chronic at picnics, and now ya think yer bigger
But to me you ain't nothin but bitch ass niggas
Dat ain't worth a food stamp, and at
Deat Row, I hear yer gettin treated like boot camp
Gotta follow ya seargents directions, or get yo ass
Pumped with a Smith and Wesson, learn a lesson from the E
Stay in your place and don't step to real motherfuckin G's
Yo Dre, What's up? (bang)
Boy ya should have known by now
Yo Dre (what's up?) (Bang)
Boy ya should have known by now
Yo Dre (what's up?) (bang)
Boy ya should have known by now, Eazy duz it
GIMME DA 40 OZ'S
 
i thought about just abandoning my job and driving aimlessly around the country. except i hate driving places
 
I dont wann be a hobo
But ıf ı become homeless ıll just escape to my uncles farm outside the city and live there
I already have some money ı hide for rainy days,ıll just buy 15 chickens,some tomato/cucumber seeds and wood/coal to burn then ım set.
 
As a last resort id be a hobo
i mean surely it would be hella easy to fuck a homeless woman, or her daughter, and skidaddle outta town on a fucking train
how would she even identify me? Also i got no address for her to search
problem is a lot of guys like to rape and murder hobos since they know nobody will care. That sucks
 
maybe
But it's cold here in the winter
I would probably try welfaremaxxing before that
But that's usually reserved for immigrants, mentally ill faggots and foids
 
The homeless in Venice Beach look like they're living a better life than I am. The whole place is becoming a giant tent city.
 
I would like to catch a train one day. Maybe some day I will see a train and if the opportunity strikes I will grab onto it and see where it takes me. Worry about what I will do to get home later. Or maybe I don’t come back at all.
 
yes I did before, but I don't wanna live permanently as a hobo tbh
 
I was actually planning on becoming
homeless this year but then winter came and I bitched out.
 
Comp-ton
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Comp-ton
Ahh... real muthaphuckkin G's...
Ahh... real muthaphuckkin G's...
Ahh... real muthaphuckkin G's...
Ahh... real muthaphuckkin G's...
Hey Yo doctor, here's another proper track
And it's phat, watch the sniper, time to pay the piper
And let that real shit provoke, so you's a wanna be 'loc
And you'll get smoked and i hope that yer fans understand
When ya talk about sprayin me, the same records that ya
Makin' is payin me
Mothafuck Dre
Mothafuck Snoop
Mothafuck Death Row
Yo, and here comes me left blow
"Cause i'm the E-A-Z-Y-E, and this is the season
To let the Real mothafuckin G's in, ya like a kid ya
Found a pup and now yer dapper, but tell me where the
Fuck ya find an anorexic rapper
Talkin 'bout who you gone squabble with and who ya shoot
You're only 60 pounds when yer wet and wearin boots
Damn E, they tried to fade you on Dre Day
But Dre Day only met Eazy's pay day
All of a sudden Dr Dre is a G thang, but on his
Old album cover he was a she thang
So nigga please, nigga please don't step to deez
Mothafuckin' real G's
Stomp him in his track
Show him that i'm ruthless
Yo Dre, what's up? *bang*
Yo Dre, what's up? *bang*
Everyday it a new rapper, claimin to be dapper then
The Dresta, smoother then a bitch but portray the role of
Gangsta, ain't broke a law in ya life, yet every time you rap
Ye yap about the guns and knifes, just take a good look
Afta nigga, and you'll capture the fact, that the rasta is
Simply just an actor, who mastered the bang and the slang
And the Mental, of niggaz in Compton, Wattz, and South Central
Never ever once have you ran with the turf, but yet in every verse
Claim you used to do the dirt, but tell me who's a witness
To your fuckin work, see you never had no buiness, so
Save the drama jerk, niggaz straight kill me
Knowin that they pranksters, this is going out to
You studio gangsters, see i did dirt, put in work, and
Many niggaz can vouch that, so since i got stripes
I got the right to rap about that, but niggaz like you
I gotta hate ya, cuz i'm jus tired of suburbian niggaz talkin about
They come from projects
Knowin ya ain't seen no parts of the streets G
Think ya tryna bang around the time of the peace treaty
Wearin khackis and mob while ya ryhme, little fag
Tried to sag, but butcha floodin at the same time,
And ya set don't accecpt ya, scared to kick it witcha homies
Cause ya know they don't respect ya, so nigga please check
Nuts before ya step to deez, mothafuckin real G's
Well, its the Knock Out, definition orginal baby gangster
Approach me like you hard, mothafucka imma bank ya
Shank ya, with my fuckin shank, if i have ta
Dr Dre an Snoop Doggy Dogg are fuckin actors
Pranksters, studio gangsters, busters
But this time yer dealin with some real motherfuckers
G's, nigga please, don't try to step
Cuz if ya do, den a peeled cap is all that would be left
See, young niggaz like me, will break ya off somthin,
Claimin my city, but Dre you ain't from Compton
Niggaz like ya'll is what I call wanna be's and aint shit compared
To real motherfuckin' G's
Stomp him in his track
Show him that I'm ruthless
Yo Dre, What's up? (bang)
Yo Dre, what's up? (bang)
I never met an OG who neva did shit wrong
You tried to dis the Eazy-E so now nigga it's on you
And ya Doggy Dogg, think that yall hoggin shit
Both of you bitches, can come and suck my doggy dick
Beatin up a bitch don't make ya shit, but then again some niggaz
Think it makes a man, damn it's a trip
How a nigga could switch so quick from wearin lipstick
To smokin on Chronic at picnics, and now ya think yer bigger
But to me you ain't nothin but bitch ass niggas
Dat ain't worth a food stamp, and at
Deat Row, I hear yer gettin treated like boot camp
Gotta follow ya seargents directions, or get yo ass
Pumped with a Smith and Wesson, learn a lesson from the E
Stay in your place and don't step to real motherfuckin G's
Yo Dre, What's up? (bang)
Boy ya should have known by now
Yo Dre (what's up?) (Bang)
Boy ya should have known by now
Yo Dre (what's up?) (bang)
Boy ya should have known by now, Eazy duz it
niggERs me
 

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