Layout by CoolChaser Enough frontin', enough immature bullshit. My name is Daniel Stewart and I am just another regular guy from Reno, NV. I grew up in Santa Rosa, CA and moved here when I was 14. Coming to reno my brother, my dad and I had nothing but a car, some blankets and some lawn chairs. Growing up was hard not having both parents around let alone my dad. He drove truck for a while on long hauls that had my brother and I left alone for days even weeks. Since then I have learned a lot and now have a full time job at Big O Tires on Mae Anne and McCarren. Technically have have been there now for almost 2 years but total 3. I was relased after my immature ways got the worst of me and landed me in truckee jail over night late for work the next day. I have not been in any more trouble with the law since then and have become the man I am today. I have my own place I call home with my roommate jimmy and a supportive girlfriend named katie I have been with for a little over a year. If there is one thing that I have learned in life it is that what you do wrong really matters, it is what you do about it that does.
Crazy-Crew Anthem
Number one on da block
Number two in da world
Behind my man DMX
We rule tha world
Pullin' wheelies
Doin' stoppies
You know how we do
Cause we da Crazy-Crew
You either in to live it
Or you in it
To be in it
And if you in it
To be in it
And you don't even live it
Then you were never
In it at all
You gotta live it
Gotta have the passion for it
Gotta love it
Gotta fight for it
Gotta give your life for it
You either the man
With the bat in his hand
Or you just another
Fan in tha stands
You gotta ride til ya die
Cause its Crazy-Crew 4-Life Just to give you and idea why I do the things I do like fight and street race, my parents got devorced when I was 13. After that for a while I was a fucking mess. It hurt real bad to see my parents break eachother apart. It also hurts real bad when you let someone break you apart. I loved and loss big. After finding out too much shit I had to let go. To find out she was bangin her boss. So I street race to push the limits, and fight to release the pain built up inside from over time. Fighting for me isn't about trying to kill the other guy or break him limb for limb, its about letting go. Letting go of all the shit we deal with in life day by day.
Psychopath
I'm on your block
With two glocks
Cocked and locked
Coming at cha
Ready to blow
Your fuckin head off
I'm homicidal
Never been suicidal
You get too close
And I'm a
Blow out your vitals
I'll leave you sitting there
In a puddle of mud
While your clothes
get drenched and soaked
In all of your blood
Mother fucker you
That you was tough
Look at you
Now whats up
Cause you six feet
In the ground
And you all fucked up
Cause you thought
You could start
Fucking with me
Man I feel bad for you
Cause its obvisous
You just weren't thinking
Man what the fuck
You thought was gunna happen
I'd just let shit go
And pretend it never happened
Too bad for you now
You should never
Fuck with a psychopath
Ok i have got to try this........................................................ ....i sleep on the couch.
I have some of the greatest friends ever that I could ever have. Andy: You mother fuckin' jew. This is like the brother that I never had. He has helped me out with a lot of shit that I always stressed about. Erica: One of my ex's from cali but a great friend at that. Much love to ya. Brian from Reno: This kid could get a broken limb and still come up to the next day and make you leave with a laugh. Brian from Tahoe: This lil mexican is my homie. He has backed my ass up with everything from relationships to Fight Club. Stay out of trouble. Crystal: This girl is my sis from another miss. Love ya girl and remember that I don't think that what happened had ne-thing to do with stupidity, but I don't want to see you get hurt. Love ya girl. And last but certantly not the least, Kellsie: One of the greatest people that I could ever have the privilage to actually talk to. She has supported me with a lot of bad shit that has curently come up in my life but some how, has a way, at the end of the day to put a smile on my face. I love you Kellsie. Well I don't know what to say but goodnight and drive home safely folks.
This new rap, some of you have already heard it, was inspired by what one person said when I told that person that I wasn't worth wild. That person told me to look into a mirror everyday and say one good thing about myself so this is what that person inspired me to write:
I was told
to look in the mirror
and say one thing
say one thing
that was good about me
but I just gazed
i looked into
my own eyes
and saw all the pain
all the pain that has
haunted me
since first grade
i was always called fatty
and I was always called dumb
I was always picked on
cause I was
different from everyone
i never retaliated
cause I was weak
cause I never had the courage
to ever speak
I just let them
push me around
and play their games
I thought that if
I let it go
they wouldn't call me names
but I was wrong
why else would I be
singing this song
so to everyone
i just left
and moved on
so long
I moved to Nevada
cause i got tired
of Santa Rosa
same shit different day
with all them fucks
playing their games
i had to hide
put on a new disguse
tough man of the class
til that bitch came
into my life
3 months of heavan
and it felt really great
found out that bitch was cheating
and all it did
was degrate
wanted to run
holding that gun
I'd had enough
heaven or hell
get ready cause here I come
I'm done with this
I'm a man of lonelyness
Its like no matter
where i go
I'm always getting the same shit
so here it goes
there's no turning back
put the gun to my head
and let the devil attack
I sqeeze the trigger
but somethings missing
where's the bullet
ah shit i must of forgot
that this clip was empty
Was this a sign
I should have died
I don't know what it is
that is still keeping me alive
what is it that you see God
I'm standing right here
come down to my level
cause this situation is queer
I'm lost and confused
what is it
you expect of me
I've lost my job
and my girl
I've lost everything
but still
here I am
and I don't know
What to do
everyone has made it clear
that I just
ain't no good
where is it life is taking me
besides down missery lane
if this is all lifes gunna give me
let me put a bullet
in my brain
he never answered back
so I headed back into town
went in the liquer store
and guess what I found
and note pad and a pen
so I started
writing shit down
my whole life
was in this book
and then it
came to me
I'm a kill all those
Mother fuckers who ever
made fun of me
but not with a gun
but shit the way
I am now
I'm a humiliate you all
who gets the last laugh now
- FIGHT CLUB RULES:
You do not talk about fight club YOU DO NOT TALK ABOUT FIGHT CLUB If a guy says stop, taps out, goes limp, the fight is over Only two guys to a fight One fight at a time fellas No shoes. No shirts Fights will go on as long as they have to Last and final rule. If you this is your fisrt night at fight club..........you have to fight
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