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Johnny Street Bike

shit happens when u party naked biatch!

About Me

hello my names john beck im 22 years old i live in sandiego im about 5'11 slim brown hair thats black right now , i have 4 sisters and 2 brother. i have a sexy little girlfriend named grace . . i dont have any kids even though i cant wait to have a few runnin rampid around the house, a little girl with a water spout of hair on the top of her head .. on another note im a very fun loving guy who loves to take baths in a tub full of mustard , i love playin hop scotch , i reall really love climbing really big mountains thats alot of fun, and i also love screaming what else do i love. . i love you. i was dropped as a child , byE awahahafkuhwaiutghskajghklsdjaghlksajhglkasjbgsfuckjygsdakhg l!!!

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My Interests

relaxing , my streetbike , my friends , my family , drawing , being a completed dumb ass and having fun , i like little boys ... and grace ...

I'd like to meet:

Who i would like to meet is very simple for me accually , a no brainer , and something i think about everyday. Im looking for a girlfriend on here im looking for my one true love , maybe even my wife! i look all day everyday on this here my space , i will find her i promise you and if you are her well then im looking for you my love ; ) where is my wife to be ? i bet that just scared away every girl whos ever looked at my profile . . . LOL HALLA BACK BABY GIRL ! OH MOM . . . OH SON . . . gracie xoxo . .

Music:

Slim Shady, brain dead like Jim Brady I'm a M80, you Lil' like that Kim lady I'm buzzin, Dirty Dozen, naughty rotten rhymer Cursin at you players worse than Marty Schottenheimer You wacker than the motherfucker you bit your style from You ain't gonna sell two copies if you press a double album Admit it, fuck it, while we comin out in the open I'm doin acid, crack, smack, coke and smokin dope then My name is Marshall Mathers, I'm an alcoholic (Hi Marshall) I have a disease and they don't know what to call it Better hide your wallet cause I'm comin up quick to strip your cash Bought a ticket to your concert just to come and whip your ass Bitch, I'm comin out swingin, so fast it'll make your eyes spin You gettin knocked the fuck out like Mike Tyson The +Proof+ is in the puddin, just ask the Deshaun Holton I'll slit your motherfuckin throat worse than Ron Goldman

Movies:

I'm Nicer than Pete, but I'm on a Serch to crush a Miilkbone I'm Everlast-ing, I melt Vanilla Ice like silicone I'm ill enough to just straight up diss you for no reason I'm colder than snow season when it's twenty below freezin Flavor with no seasonin, this is the sneak preview I'll diss your magazine and still won't get a weak review I'll make your freak leave you, smell the Folgers crystals This is a lyrical combat, gentlemen hold your pistols But I form like Voltron and blast you with my shoulder missiles Slim Shady, Eminem was the old initials (Bye-bye!) Extortion, snortin, supportin abortion Pathological liar, blowin shit out of proportion The looniest, zaniest, spontaneous, sporadic Impulsive thinker, compulsive drinker, addict Half animal, half man Dumpin your dead body inside of a fuckin trash can With more holes than an Afghan .. i just dont give a fuck ..Em

Television:

My nigga smoke with one lung If he cough he might die, passin me trees The liquor bottle's almost empty We about to collide, with the enemy Only way you die if it's meant to be You fuckin with a general No discussion is the principle we bustin it's the end of you Now we knockin on your mama door Like we cam to fix the sink; my kind of war Death, angels comin for you Spirit horse runnin from your body like young guns 1 and 2 Paramedics fightin for you, who's gon' win? The hands of time, or the hands of medicine Don't cry, witness your fate, this is your wake Walk by your casket, spit in your face Enter the fog dog, the light is your guide And when you're gone all your niggaz gon' light it with nas

Books:

(The Game) Everybody wanna be the King of the West but, they ain't runnin the damn thing in the West that's to bad, it's all good, they just speakin they minds stand on top of the Hollywood sign, you can see that it's mine I'd rather die, motherfucker, than give up my throne my crown is a Dodger fitted, California's my home and it's known when the drama pop off, i bring the chrome so nigga leave me alone, 'fore i start living my songs i made a killin drug dealin, some people say i'm a villain went from choppin' in the house, to the top of rap gettin millions so watch your mouth, unless you ready to bleed cause to me, murderin wack mc's is somethin like a disease top down in the Impala, so i can ride in the breeze and where i'm from, niggas throwin up B's and C's so make a turn the wrong way, think about what the song say and be easy, else it'll be a long day

Heroes:

i have a few heros , my number ones are my mom and dad , they are the coolest fuckin parents in the world for sure ! my girl jenny whos in the picture below this , jenny ur my girl ..you know that baby !! haller to my lil sister jenna ur the shit i love you , and the rest of my beautiful family, kenny ur my homie for sure , derek ur hairs fucked up !! dev boye and aaron i love when we cuddle ummm i look up to alot of really good people in my life. my lil weiner dog daisy is definetly one of my top 5 heros !!!