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Pimon. (Her Candyman)

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About Me

Yeah so im taken, so too fuckin bad, Unlike jarule when i say ITS MURDA, im bringin myself to your face with how real dis life i lead is.Ingaged, and lovin it. I love music, so if u got a nice taste for hip hop / rap , well prolly have sum shit in common.

My Interests

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I'd like to meet:

im not big on meeting new people, only when ur a madd cool person i could chill n be fat n lazy wit.Paul Wall Ft. Lil Keke - Break Em' Off

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Music:

andrew dice clay 3

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Movies:

2Pac - Hellrazor Sofly Remix


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Sum GANGSTA 2pac shit Hip hop / Rap

Heroes:

ery body is a hero, its jus the point of if they feel like beein it when the chance comes.

My Blog

Rose-Mary

I was strollin down to shady areas i call home chillin scrubbin on my own hoodie hooded blaze bandana bandana'd kreepin tho the dark so is not to be seen scouring for money im a crack fiend rollin t...
Posted by Pimon. (Her Candyman) on Wed, 01 Mar 2006 04:20:00 PST

the 6th

  i awoke out of my dayze from an ehsam cd and heard nothing else around me i ran in da next room and saw kopec m-mike Mr.terror and Mr.slip dead on the bed hide the sight with hands on my eyes w...
Posted by Pimon. (Her Candyman) on Fri, 04 Nov 2005 04:01:00 PST

time for da ryda inside

 welcome to da last give a fuck i got for you im puttin it down for my 3 member crue my name is 187 and me n my boys rolls da 211 ryda crue reppin so how u gonna act when u see a ryda thuggin sla...
Posted by Pimon. (Her Candyman) on Tue, 27 Sep 2005 03:55:00 PST

YA DEAD BOY

dead bodies, dead homies all over the streets all chillin while da dead boy creeps slayn in a shoot out on his own block now my open exposed ribs is da place i pack a glock bullet whole right throught...
Posted by Pimon. (Her Candyman) on Mon, 26 Sep 2005 02:18:00 PST

Tired

Spoken word of the tired mind day in and day out i get more and more blind cant desieoher wrong from right day from night wat i feel and wat da deal mental stress dat gets the best causes pressure in ...
Posted by Pimon. (Her Candyman) on Wed, 14 Sep 2005 03:46:00 PST

to whoom this may concern

To whoom this may concern enclosed it emotions n feelings you need not to learn much to wat i visualized problems arised as i stand alone in the wind i feel the breeze on my face and it sweeps me off ...
Posted by Pimon. (Her Candyman) on Fri, 26 Aug 2005 07:50:00 PST

i might be the only thing savin me....but why do i need salvation

i might be better this day but every wun still has way too much to say have i done my best have i got alot of my chest or is this a vaile over my eyes distorting truth to lies i heads wunce it cant r...
Posted by Pimon. (Her Candyman) on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

i am my own worst enemy.....and the only wun whos savin me

let me start off saying i never did shit right playin da 2 faces every night speakin a spoken words out of truths sight i used to lie like it was goin out of style and i kept it up for a real long wh...
Posted by Pimon. (Her Candyman) on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

late night of pain

time on the clock is 2:57, sitting thinkin bout sending sum wun to heaven, dont kno who to trust, just layin up in disjust,mind wurkin at full speed,prozac and nyquils wat i need,i realli dont wanna g...
Posted by Pimon. (Her Candyman) on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

the thunder

this thunder cracks and roars and i can feel it through my kitchen floors the flashes of light the booms in da middle of the night the lotus pods opens and the process begins it comes to power and the...
Posted by Pimon. (Her Candyman) on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST