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I'M STEVE =]
ok soo i am steve if you dont already know this. well i live in maple valley. in the hood of the woods. :].. well i have fucked up in my life quite a bit and i am still haveing troubles putting it back togather. i have been through an exstesive ammount of mental abuse. and well i am still sane. i love my friends and i would do anything for them and they would do the same for me. they are my world without them i wouldnt be as sane as i am today. i came up in a house that had nothing but canned green beans in the cupboard. so ever since i was a little shit i have decided that i was going to make something of myself. and not let my life go to waste. i dont do drugs because drugs are what made my life as a child hard. i did have a drinking problem but i have taken care of that. well if you dont like who i am as a person, you pry just dont understand what i have been through. and well if you dont like me. i knoe plenty of people who dont like me and thats their fault recently i have basically found a new possie i guess you could say and man the fucking roockk yo' you have no clue. and skatein chillen smopking drink whatever you name it their down for it there are plenty of cool people out here in maple valley and i think i finnally found where i belong. and well thats about enough about me and well yeah if you would like to knoe more about me just send 2 dollars postage to this address. 123 fake st. renton washington haha but yeah send me a message beezy and ill hit you back. and aim sn = shibbyskater100 i am always on haha =] see you folks on the flip side yo. ;]
time has gone by so fastwalk towards the future let go of the pastcuz wats important is wats aheadnot bout all da things u didn words that were saidthat hurts more then bruises n cutsyea yea its fucked upbut its time to move onroll wit the homies proud n strongcuz sometimes things go wrongn once u know it your frendships are gonebut at times it remains the same and changelike little phase an its strangecuts bruises heal fast but how bout the wound in the heartwhen yer friends your dawgs your homies grow apart?steve asheeee :]
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These ideas are, nightmares to white parents
whose worst fear is a child with dyed hair and who likes earrings
Like whatever they say has no bearing
It's so scary in a house that allows, no swearing
to see him walkin around with his headphones blaring
Alone in his own zone, cold and he don't care
He's a problem child, and what bothers him all comes out
when he talks about, his fuckin dad walkin out
Cause he just hates him so bad that he, blocks him out
If he ever saw him again he'd probably knock him out
His thoughts are whacked, he's mad so he's talkin back
Talkin black, brainwashed from rock and rap
He sags his pants; doo rags and a stockin cap
His step-father hit him so he, socked him back
and broke his nose, his house is a broken home
There's no control, he just let's his emotions go

C'mon! Sing with me (Sing!) Sing for the year
Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear
Sing it with me, Just for today
Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away...

Entertainment is changin, intertwinin with gangsters
In the land of the killers a sinner's mind is a sanctum
Holy or unnholy, only have one homie
Only this gun - lonely cause don't anyone know me
Yet everybody just feels like they can relate
I guess words are a motherfucker, they can be great
or they can degrate; or even worse, they can teach hate
It's like these kids hang on every single statement we
make
like they worship us, plus all the stores ship us platinum
Now how the fuck did this metamorphosis happen?
From standin on corners and porches just rappin
to havin a fortune, no more kissin ass
But then these critics crucify you, journalists try to
burn you
Fans turn on you, attorneys all want a turn at you
to get they hands on every dime you have
They want you to lose your mind every time you mad
So they can try to make you out to look like a loose
cannon
Any dispute won't hesitate to produce handguns
That's why these prosecutors wanna convict me
Strictly just to get me off of these streets quickly
But all they kids be listenin to me religiously
So I'm signin CD's while police fingerprint me
They're for the judge's daughter but his grudge is against me
If I'm such a fuckin menace this shit doesn't make sense B!
It's all political, if my music is literal
and I'm a criminal how the FUCK can I raise a little girl?
I couldn't; I wouldn't be fit to
You're full of shit too Guerrera - that was a FIST that hit you!

C'mon! Sing with me
Sing for the year
Sing for the laughter, sing for the tear
Sing it with me, Just for today
Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away...

They say music can alter moods and talk to you
Well can it load a gun up for you and cock it too?
Well if it can, and the next time you assault a dude
Just tell the judge it was my fault, and I'll get sued
See what these kids do is hear about us totin pistols
and they want to get one cause, they think the shit's
cool
Not knowin we really just protectin ourselves
We entertainers, of course the shit's affectin our sales
You ignoramus, but music is reflection of self
We just explain it, and then we get our checks in the mail
It's fucked up ain't it? How we can come from practically nothin
to bein able to have any fuckin thing that we wanted
That's why we, sing for these kids who don't have a thing
except for a dream and a fuckin rap magazine
Who post pin-up pictures on they walls all day long
Idolize they favorite rappers and know all they songs
Or for anyone who's ever been through shit in they lives
'Til they sit and they cry at night wishin they'd die
'Til they throw on a rap record and they sit and they
vibe
We're nothin to you - but we're the fuckin shit in they
eyes
That's why we, seize the moment try to freeze it and own it
Squeeze it and hold it, cayse we consider these minutes golden
And maybe they'll admit it when we're gone, just let our spirits live on
through our lyrics that you hear in our songs and we can...

cool kids fersher. =]

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My Blog

JAKEIE POO

your a thug straight up you know how to have a good time like even though i have only known you for a little while i think that were gunna bee tite friends for a while. and thats true shit man. and yo...
Posted by ScubaSteve™ on Mon, 29 Oct 2007 08:17:00 PST

MATTY BOY!

your my favorite you have a great outlook on everything. you know whats good. even though i have only known you for a little bit you still a cool kid and your one of my true friends in maple valley.
Posted by ScubaSteve™ on Mon, 29 Oct 2007 08:15:00 PST

jackie lopezz

ohh my lordie where do i start.. how about sculpture with ms.brownell haha jackie your such a cool little beaner i miss you soo much holy shit. you still owe me a drool cup as a matter of fact, haha a...
Posted by ScubaSteve™ on Sat, 13 Oct 2007 11:59:00 PST

how things have changed.

ok soo when i moved to maple vally i thought it was gunna be hell and well afetr i started school things started looking up and now well after a little while of getting to know new names and new faces...
Posted by ScubaSteve™ on Sat, 13 Oct 2007 09:47:00 PST