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COREY BALLARD

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AFTER THE DEATH MY MOTHER AND THE BREAK UP OUTTA MY RELATIONSHIP AND RETIREMENT OF THE MUSIC.DEPARTTED TO ARKANSAS TO DO SOMETHING WITH MY LIFE.TRYING TO STAY FOCUSS BUT MY MOTHERS DEATH WAS EATTING ME UP INSIDE.WONDERING AND ASKING HOW SHES WAS RAN OVER BY A TRUCK AND HER KIDS DON,T FIND OUT TELL 8 MONTHS LATER ABOUT HER DEATH.M-EUGENE BALLARD 49 YEAR OLD BLACK FAMALE WAS RAN OVER TRYING TO CROSS A 6 LANE DARK HWY IN DALLAS TX. SHE LEAVES BEHIND 4 GIRLS AND 1 BOY.I LOVE YOU SO MUCH MAMA I WILL MAKE YOU PROUD.ALL I EVER WANTTED IN MY RELATIONSHIP WAS THE BEST FOR MY FAMILY.I THOUGHT ABOUT EVERYBODY ELSE BESIDES MY SELF.MARCH-APRIL OF 2008 AND I LOST MY MOTHER MY FUTURE WIFE AND MY UNCLE SAM BALLET YOU ALL WILL BE MISS.TO ALL THE FALLAS IF YOU EVER MEET A GOOD WOMAN DONT CHEAT ON HER/DON,T HURT HER/ KEEP HER HAPPY/AND ALL WAYS SHOW HER HOW MUCH YOU LOVE HER.KEEP THAT FIRE BURNING AT ALL TIMES.WHEN THEM FLAME,S LET OUT IS NO MORE LOVE THERE.HELP HER COOK/ HELP HER CLEAN/WASH THE DISHES/TAKE OUT THE TRASH/TAKE HER SOME WHERE NICE/TAKE HER ON A TRIP/BY HER THINGS/EXPRESS YOUR FEELING EACH AND EVERY DAY/BE PASSIONATE AT ALL TIMES/TELLER A BED TIME STORIE/LET HER KNOW SHE,S THE ONLY ONE FOR YOU/IT DON,T MAKE NO SENCE TO LOOK FOR IT ON THE STREET.WHEN YOU GOT IT AT HOME!A GOOD WOMAN AS WELL AS A GOOD MAN IS HARD TO FINE.SO WHEN YOU FINE THEM HOLD ON TO THEM.THIS IS THE COREY BALLARD STORIE TO BE CONTINUE music layout powered by HOT FreeLayouts.com / MyHotComments

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I SEE MY LIFE FLASH RIGHT BEFORE ME.I LOST MY MOTHER SHE WAS HIT BY A CAR IN DALLAS TX MILDREW EUGENE BALLARD JUNE 2007 AND IM JUST FINE OUT 4 WEEKS AGO. SAMMY BALLET MY UNCLE WAS HIT BY A CAR ALLSO IN HOUSTON TX JUNE 2007 WHERE HE SOFA IN THE HOSIPAL TELL BEING POUNCE DEAD AFTER SOFING FOR 4 WEEKS----- I COREY BALLARD GROW UP NEW ORLEANS 15TH WARD.IS NOW MAY THE 22 2008 I SEE THINGS IN MY LIFE.THAT I THOUGHT I,LL NEVER SEE.ALLSO HEAR THINGS IN MY LIFE THAT I THOUGHT I,LL NEVER HEAR.LOOKING BACK IN MY PAST ALL THE THINGS I BEEN THOUGH IN LIFE.I ALL WAYS FELT LIKE I HAD SOMETHING TO PROVE IN LIFE TO THE ONES WHO DOUTTED ME.I COME UP WITH WWW.COREYBREAL.COM BECAUSE OF MY PAST.BECAUSE OF THE REAILATIONSHIP I JUST GOT OUT OF AND BECAUSE OF THE LOVE AND SURPORT THATS COMING MY WAY.KEEPING ME FUCUSSING AND LOOKING A HEADED ME AND NOT BEHIND.I GUESS I OWE THAT ALL TO MAY T.T DJ MY FAMILY MONTANAX J23 AND MORE.MY HEART IS SO FULLER OF LOVE AND PAIN THAT WILL TAKE SO MUCH TO GO AWAY.AND WHEN IT COMES TO LOVE.I HOLD ON TO IT:CAUSE IT,S GOOD TO BE LOVE-AND IS GOOD TO BE HELD.NEVER JURGE A WOMAN BY THEY BODY ARE THEY LOOKS.ALL WAYS JURGE A WOMAN FOR WHATS IN THEY HEART.THANKING LIKE THAT! YOU WILL NEVER CONBLISH NOTHING IN LIFE.YOU BE ASKING YOUR SELF WHERE DO I GO FROM NOW.WITH LOOK GOOD DON,T ALL WAYS BE GOOD LADIES AND FELLAS.BUT ALL WAYS GIVE LOVE A CHANCE.MY SIP OUT ON ME AND MY SISTER AT 3 YEARS OLD BUT I ALL WAYS GAVE HER A CHANCE TO COME BACK.TO CHANGE AND PROVE ALL OVER A GAIN THAT SHE LOVE ME.NOW IS BACK TO PLAN A IM HURTTEN ALL OVER A GAIN.LOVE IS LIKE PLANTTING A SEA YOU COMES BACK 10 YEARS LATER IT GROWS IN TO A BEAIFUL TREE.IM COREY B REAL MY MUSIC TELLS MY LIFEI BRON AND A FAMILY FULLER DOUTS AND PAIN.GROWING UP AND NEWORLEANS 15TH WARD SEEN A LOT COMING UP AS A CHILE.DRUG AND MURDERS WAS A EVERYDAY SEENERY FOR ME.MY GRANDMOTHER WAS REAL HARD ON ME.STANGERCARD BEATTENS BOOGEY MAN COME VIST MY BED AT NIGHT;IT WAS PART OF MY PUNISHMENT.BEING PLACE IN A HOLD 4 FEET AND COVER UP WITH DIRT TELL THEY COULDEN SEE MY BODY NO MORE.THAN THEY PULL ME OUT THE DIRT PUT ME AND A TUB OF WATER.PUT ME OUT BUCKNEAKEY AND BEAT ME WITH A STANGER CARD TELL I BLEED.THAN PLEACE ON MY NEAS ON BRICKS,TELL THE BRICKS BLEED NOW HERE COME THE DRUG GAME.42 WAKES IN 1 YEAR THE MONEY GROW,THE MUSIC GROW THE NUMBER OF PEOPLO DEAD GROW 28 FRIENDS KILL FROM GUN VOLENCE IN ONE YEAR 204 ALL TOGETER I KNOW THATS DEAD.SECOND LINING OVER THE BODIES WAS A EVERY DAY THING COMING UP IN NEWORLEANS.MY UNCLE WAS SHOT AND KILLED IN NEWORLEANS 15 TH WARD.WITH MY PANIC BAG SHALL SHOCKING MY HOLD CLASS. AT 11 YEARS OLD.MY LIL BOY MOTHER YOUSTER BEG ME DON,T GO OUT THERE. BUT I GUESS I DID WITH I WANT TO.NOW I FINE MY SELF IN THE LONG RUN PAYING FOR IT.AFTER BEING AND A CAR THAT WAS SHOT UP 17 TIMES.GOD WORK SOME TIMES AND OUR NEXT TO HELP US REVEAL.KNOWN DEEP DOWN IN HIS HEART WE WILL CHANGE.I DONE DID DIRT TO SO MANY PEOPLO.THAT DID DIRT TO ME.BUT I ALL SO HELP ALOTTER PEOPLO.FROM HELPING THEM PAY BILLS/TO PUTTING MONEY IN THEY POCKET/IT MAKES ME FEEL GOOD TO HELP PEOPLO THATS INNEED.GUESS THATS HOW WE ALL GET OUR BLESS.I LOST MY GREAT GRAND FATHER AND GREAT GRAND MOTHER AND BOTH ON MY GRAND MOTHERS AND THE SAME YEAR.HERE COME PRISON NEVER THOUGHT ONE TIME I WILL MAKE IT HERE.16 CHARGES IM FIGHT FACING LIFE IN PRISON.IS A VERY HARD PILL TO SWOLLOW.14 TIMES IN THE COURT ROOM.2 MISS TRAILS EVEN GOT BEATTEN BY S.I.D.S AND WAS RUSH TO THE HOSIPAL IN A HELLIPORT.WHERE I WAS SPITTEN UP BLOOD ALL BECAUSE I DID RATTED MY HOMIES OUT.NOW HERE COME A 10 MILLON DOLLA LAW SUE.BUT THEY PROMISE THEY WILL DROP ALL CHARGE BESIDES ONE.WATCH WAS AMRY ROBBERY A CHARGE THAT A MAN PUT ON ME.ALL BECAUSE MY MOTHER LAW WOULDEN HAVE SEX WITH HIM. TO BE CONTINUE. Influences 2 PAC EAZY E LL COOL J BIGGEY FACE LIKE THEM ALL GROW UP IN NEWORLEANS 15 WARD Home Photo Album Page About the Artist Sample the Music ABOUT THE ARTIST Coming up when I was a child, I had two idols, God and my uncle, Chicago Willie. He was a famous piano and guitar player who inspired me to do music, but do the type of music that you will feel. One day he was shot and killed in the Fischer Project over jealousy of the talent he was blessed with. After the death of my uncle, I took it to a whole new level. I started writing a lot of R&B Rap songs and my songs started building up. It became a passion. I was writing so much it felt like I was catching arthritis in my fingers. Running around the wrong crowd, everything I was blessed with felt like it was coming to an end. Jumped in the drug game day and night, running behind cars distributing rocks like it was the only thing I had left to do with my life. $2000 a day, with a few lil small timers under me didn't do anything but send me to prison. I guess I was addicted to the fast cars and money. One thing I learned about this life, the money is was good but it a hurting feeling when you going to funerals every other week seeing one of your boys laying in the casket. It makes you wanna do something righteous with your life. I've never been in the Army or the Navy and don't try to put Dessert Storm off on me but I know 200 people dead. And I wouldn't want to see another one that I know trapped behind bars first place Winfield Correctional Center. I got myself caught up in a gang fight, I never had a chance to unpack my clothes. My home became a cell block CO Officer Winston locked me in a cell block and brought me a pen and a pad. He told me to write until I can't write no more. I got one week to write 15 songs, if I don't write 15 songs in one week, I have to do another week. Not only that, all the lyrics had to be tight. Man I'm only 18 years a buck 25 and they got me laying on ice. Six weeks after my son, Lil Corey, was born,
Influences: 2 PAC/P-MILLER -P-DIDDY-JAYZ-PIMP C-
Record Label: unsigned
Type of Label: Indie

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