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:tcejbus [Nov. 4th, 2004|02:21 pm]
[mood |thoughtfulthoughtful]
[music |"passin me by"the pharcyde]

oh yea...i remembered my password...i havnt written in a while...but since my "fan base" isnt particularly large...i dont think it matters too much, but anyway...its kind of wierd, but i hate writting, but it feels pretty good writing in this thing...i guess its cool cause i can say whatever i want even if it makes no sence and post on the internet...which gives it a certain level (a very minute level) but still some sort of importance...so whats really good kat...i know you got that *piff*... (like that shout out right?)...oh for those who are wondering this is pretty much a stream of thought...lyrics if you will...ha...im bored...and i'm in some serious need of some canibus in my system...too sober for words...ha...but yea...kat i was gonna read yuor journal...but when i saw it i realized that you write way too much for me to read...so i figured that i would just start reading your posts after today...you know you could probably compile a book with all of those entries you have...oh and did you ever get that pharcyde cd with "passin me by" and "drop" on it...

now in my younger days i used to sport a shag
when i went to school i carried lunch in a bag
with an apple for my teacher 'cause i knew i'd get a kiss
always got mad when the class was dismissed
but when it was in session, i always had a question
i would raise my hand to make her stagger to my desk and
help me with my problem, it was never much
just a trick, to smell her scent and try to sneak a touch
oh, how i wish I could hold her hand and give her a hug
she was married to the man, he was a thug,
his name was lee, he drove a z,
he'd pick her up from school promptly at three o'clock
i was on her jock, yes indeedy i wrote graffiti on the bus
first i'd write her name then carve a plus,
with my name last, on the looking glass,
i seen her yesterday but still i had to let her pass

she keeps on passin me by...

when i dream of fairytales i think of me and shelly
see she's my type of hype and i can't stand when brothers tell me
that i should quit chasin' and look for something better
but the smile that she shows makes me a go-getter
i haven't gone as far as asking if i could get with her
i just play it by ear and hope she gets the picture
i'm shootin for her heart, got my finger on the trigger
she could be my broad, and i could be her (nigga)
but, all i can do is stare...
back as kids we used to kiss when we played truth or dare
now she's more sophisticated, highly edu-ma-cated
not at all over-rated, i think I need a prayer
to get in her boots and it looks rather dry
i guess a twinkle in her eye is just a twinkle in her eye
although she's crazy steppin, i'll try to stop her stride
cause i won't have no more of this passin me by

time for me to voice my opinion of not even pretendin she didn't have me
strung like a chicken, chase my tail like a doggie
she was kind of like a star, thinking i was like a fan
dude, she looked good, down side: she had a man
he was a rooty-toot, a nincompoop
she told me soon your little birdie's gonna fly the coop
she was a flake like corn, and i was born not to understand
by lettin her pass i had proved to be a better man

she keeps on passin me by...

now there she goes again, the dopest ethiopian
and now the world around me begins movin in slow motion
when-ever she happens to walk by - why does the apple of my eye
overlook and disregard my feelings no matter how much i try?
wait, no, i did not really pursue my little princess with persistance;
and i was so low-key that she was unaware of my existance
from a distance i desired, secretly admired her;
wired her a letter to get her, and it went:
my dear, my dear, my dear, you do not know me but i know you very well
now let me tell you about the feelings i have for you
when i try, or make some sort of attempt, i symp
damn i wish i wasn't such a wimp!
'cause then i would let you know that i love you so
and if i was your man then i would be true
the only lying i would do is in the bed with you
then i signed sincerely the one who loves you dearly, ps love me tender
the letter came back three days later: return to sender

she keeps on passin me by... --"passin me by"the pharcyde

but yea...i dont have anything else to say so i guess i'll write later...so with that i say...

& nappiness...
stay t.a.l...
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hot quote... [Jul. 27th, 2004|01:10 am]
[mood |thoughtfulthoughtful]
[music |"ho happy jackie"az]

"knowledge before your wisdom or understanding is fucked"--az

one of the hottest lines i've ever heard in a flow...most wouldn't get it, but to the few that do...stay tal (true and living), knowledge knowledge, peace!
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what if i don't want to have a subject...damn [Jul. 22nd, 2004|11:30 pm]
[mood |hyperhyper]
[music |"get out" busta rhymes]

you, know...i'm just sitting here...bored, i really don't feel like sleeping, i want to talk to someone, but i'm sure if i call anyone this late i'm bound to piss a few people off.
so, i've decided to ramble in my live journal, oh and i havn't written in a while and i hate having things for no reason...i.e this live journal.

so, recently, i've been thinking about college and i'm finally realizing that its starting really soon and it's kind of scary...because as most of the people who know me know...i'm not big on school or school work or going to school...well basically anything that involves school, the only motivation that i have to even attend is that i'm paying for it and my future...which i guess is pretty important now that i see it in text...

anyway i'm about to go do something more...entertaining...

hey...i almost forgot i heard this really funny joke a while ago that almost nobody laughs...i think its ony of the funniest jokes i've ever heard...i'll let you judge...

there are two blue berry muffins sitting in the oven...
the first blueberry muffin turns to the other blueberry muffin and says,
"god damn, its hot in here!"
then the second blue berry muffin turns to the first and yells,

hillarious! i have another but it's kind of long so i think i'm gonna save it for another day

aight, peace
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onyx! [Jun. 3rd, 2004|02:31 pm]
[mood |nostalgicnostalgic]
[music |"last dayz"onyx]

"i'm america's nightmare
young black and just dont give a fuck
i just want to get high and live it up
so fuck a 9 to 5
and whitey tryin to slave us
with minimum wages
slammin my niggas up in cages
changing their behaivors
and spittin razors thats outraegeous
smoking roaches is hopeless
we want lazy sofas and sculptures
lady chauffers who fuck us
full house and royal flushes
roll with the rush
its that official nas
got bitches with pistols and cash
we living in the last
my theory is "fuck it"
sexy niggas get obducted
my corrupted
is conducted
through ghettos
sippin amaretto
hand on the metal
foot on the pedal
(never settle)
we wear carolina herrera
dirty donna karan sweaters
wrap over leathers and seudes
gold plated guns and grenades
to blow up
I got news from the informers
I'm trapped in corners
bustin shots at time-warner"

damn i wish onyx was still makin music...
they're from where i'm from...they rap about the shit i went through...they're just some of the realest rappers...damn...they should still be rappin.
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damn dryers... [Jun. 3rd, 2004|02:13 pm]
[mood |frustratedfrustrated]
[music |"all right"lost boyz]

...dryers eat socks...
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real nig*as take cream... [Jun. 2nd, 2004|09:40 am]
[mood |awake]
[music |"bloody money" capone-n-noreaga]

peace...i'm just chillin listenin to some of my favorite tunes...damn i miss new york, i hate havin to live in houston sometimes...i wish i could just go back to "back in the days" chillin on linden and sutphin...takin the "e" train to school...damn...the only thing thats almost alright about houston is that its cheeper to live, and since i'm going to be in college at the end of the summer-iguess it's a good thing...i just need to cop a whip (car) and i'll be straight.

so i'm gonna be attending TSU (texas southern university)at the end of the summer...i'm a little nervous, not so much about going to a new school and everything, that doesn't really matter...i'm just nervous about myself...i mean...i just hope i don't lose focus...i'm easily distracted...anyway, after i take my core classes in TSU, i'm gonna go to the university of houston to take my major which is industrial design...as of now...i might change my mind...

anyway...where are all the gods and earths at??? peace gods...y'all not representin right...
but i think i'm gonna end here...

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Hey peoples [Jun. 1st, 2004|09:04 pm]
i havn't written in a while...so i just decided to type something...i just don't know what. i'm in a bad mood...i'll write later.
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peace [Apr. 22nd, 2004|11:19 pm]
[mood |sleepysleepy]
[music |"say yes" floetry]

hey peoples, first off, i'm not gay...i just happen to like a couple of floetry's songs...and "say yes" happens to be one of them...but yea, im so sleepy right now...im just writing because theres a lot of shit on my mind and i'm trying to stop thinking...at least stop thinking about these "problems"...im not gonna write them down, even though that is the whole point of this live journal thing, but, i'm already running out of things to write about...aight, i know. im not usually the type to you know, just fall hard for a girl...i'm not trying to sound conceited but usually girls just like me and i'm able to approach females and hold a conversation, you know, the basics...but, theres this one girl in my school...shes probably one of the most beautiful people i've ever seen...i mean not just beautiful in the physical sence because believe me she looks real good, but i mean as a whole shes just a beautiful person, you know, and when i get around her i act all normal like shes just an average girl...like shes nothing special, but really, she is special, i like her a lot. i always want to tell her but, i get scared...and thats different too, i never get nervous...around anyone, and im letting her just turn me int oa punk. i mean damn! i know i'm going to eventually tell her...i dont know when or how, but i have to, before i mess something up that could have been real good...but i'm falling asleep, so i'll holla lata.

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hi... [Apr. 1st, 2004|10:42 am]
[mood |highhigh]
[music |"word iz Life" poor righteous teachers]

yea, whats good live journal...me just chilaxin...really i just did this because i'm bored and i told someone i was going to...i wasn't serious, but i might as well i dont have nothin better to do. Right now i'm talkin to Kat its this girl in school shes real cool...crazy...but cool.

I don't kno why i started this thing...i dont even really like to write. so i think i'm gonna end here.

But yea...i'm probably not goin to write again any time soon so i'll just say love peace and nappiness...knowledge-knowledge peace.
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