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Name: Mr Ivyn T of KDG
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Interests: Yo a finally updated page after 2 to 3 years. its been an emotional roller coaster and it still is. so remember to keep your hands, and feet inside the ride at all times. remember lose objects are not allowed.
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Member Since:
5/15/2004
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| This is dedicated to those two douche bags i saw at the mall today...
aite, yo
check it out
I was having a bad day driving all way up to to sac
nothing was going right, gf was on the attack
unexpected turn of events
everything got jumbled till things made no sense
Originally just wanted to skate
cause if u dont skate we dont relate
had a chance to go to berk
but it looked like that plan got murked
figures my girl wants to go to sacramento
but i didnt really wanna go tho
it was inevitable so i ended up going with the flo
only to end up as todays bitch ass hoe
so then i missed the bay
i ended up in traffic
the cars were hella gay
this day can suck my dick
got pass thru it
tried to be optimistic
but for some reason i thought pessimistic
all i wanna do is just buy myself a deck
then i went to check n was like wait a sec
3 stores no luck, so the day was wrecked
we went to get food
saw my homie shawno
didnt wanna be rude
so i kept it real tho
so i turn to my girl
so i can have a chat
she said she wasnt in the mood
did me grimey like that
sure whatever then,
i guess i didnt trip
as i walked drinking thinking
it made me angry per sip
today was for her
and shes taking shit for granted
and she bought something for her
which would be expected
im chillin now going up the escalator
and these two black dudes mug tryin to be haters
dude says sup boo
so i say sup too
i got to the top and they got to the bottom
i thought to myself like whats gonna go down
im having a shit day holding a frown
so i decide aite then lets have some fun
but when i turned around they were no where to be found
fucken bitches, ran away without a trace
if i found them they would have got a kick to the face
broke theyre jaw then jack theyre shoes
2 on one? fuck no i wont lose
ill take dudes orange shirt light it up or something
cause that dude was lookin like an over sized pumpkin
ugly ass buck teeth with an ugly ass fit
with his butt buddy on the side looking like shit
orange headband making a gay fist
when niggas looked like they were advertising for sunkist
niggas wanna mug
naw niggas wanna hug
cause theyre hella gay like that
fuck theyre life theyre hella whack
left that shit afterward to do some skating
cause i was fed up with all this sac hating
went to the hanger
seen nobody
it was so boring
i even hurt my body
what a fucken waste of a day
do i regret?
lemme go home first
before i forget
i look at my gas tank
the start was hefty
got back home
shit is half way empty
from F to half way
man u gotta be kidding me
fucken gay ass honda
with low ass MPG
everything just suck
and right now im like fuck
cause my girl just gave me another hard time
i thot the gas was the cherry to the top
but his right here is another story
no more passion no more glory
just another wasted day
had plenty of things to do
but she gave me the blame
played that guilt card like it was a game
i didnt care until she started saying what she said
now that shit echos in my head
disappear wtf are u talkin bout
thats the kind of shit that makes me wanna shout
but i dont yell
what the hell maybe i just might
if pushed enough i might lose sight
of my personal ambitions
my lifes missions
but then im going crazy
so shit gets hazey
dont play with me
cause inevitably
im like a bomb
but i strike scilently
ill hold it in
till it accumulates
then circulates
then this bomb goes and detinates
and eliminates
all my problems and hates
concealed fates
when all i wanna do is just skate
tall glass of shut the fuck up
and a fuck you plate
its no fucking wonder right now im so irate
measure up my anger
put it in a pool
boring ass hanger
my girl wasnt cool
put that on my shoulders
shit wasnt refreshing
pressuring now im just festering
in the inside
it resides
like a virus eating away
slowly like a cancer rotting away
the question is
can i take it or will i take it
maybe i wont or i might fake it
oh well looks like ima sake it
cause all this right now makes me feel like shit
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| in a world where you want more
on a surface rotton to the core
escaping from a whom
to live and lay in your tomb
growin up, in a nice neighborhood
chill right, every thangs all good
goin thru elementary to middle
high school voice gets deep a little
wonderin contemplating on changes
sitting still as life turns its pages
from girls to fights
to the wrongs and the rights
high school drama and senarios
can be colder than a bowl of cheerios
always bein told that a boss is a bitch
fucken be lazy so u go on and ditch
playin hooky for the whole day
not care bout tomorrow and life for today
thoughts rush through your head in light speed
wondering if this is the shit you really need?
spiraling down to nothingness
is the path your going down to indeed
life is unfair then we die,
many people wonder why
but its an irrelevance
like a trance
a dream that you finally wake up from
from the cradle to the grave
thats when your finally done
life is un fair but why?
too many dangers outside
but we still reside
despite the pain
we try not to live in vein
to the people born gay askin why,
to the parents that make kids cry,
to the bullies that hurt weak people
to the old people that became feeble
so many pains in this word we call life
filled with its own joys and strife
one thousand ways to die but regardless
we march forward flawless
famine, war, and disease
yet some how we find ease
i contemplate my questions,
to where i have no answers
i dont find what i look for
and it eats like a cancer
fighting for freedom
but why the fuck for?
cause we runnin out of gas
and the president wants more
how do other people see us
do other people even care?
or they give us horns and pitch forks
red skin , tails and black hair
are we really perfect?
is our egos really sucked in?
i dont know cuase we can think,
or well get our chin tucked in
fuck a zombie and subliminal messages
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Many Enemies I think of as i write my rhyme,
reflect on what i think of in the back of my mind,
self defense is the only defense without a vest,
and without a vest you run which puts your life to the test,
from hand to hand combat to weapons in arms,
doesnt matter if your in the city or residing in farms,
one blast of the trigger can set of a ton of alarms,
so make like lucky and pull out your lucky charms,
retaliation in the mind of the selfish and wicked,
vandalizing and beat downs are inflicted,
sickened to the representation they rise up,
putting a pistol the to mouth so you can shut up,
putting letters on a wall of certain representation,
then crossing over is a way of annihilation,
so they cross back out as a way of retaliation,
then hunt down each other to theyre extinction,
fueled by the get money game scarface all in the brain,
purple clouds in they lungs making them go insane,
taking one life is basically mass destruction,
obstruction of a family member you take away,
and you life with a tear tatted to your eye everyday,
not realizing the nonsense and the violence saying your protecting your block,
when in reality your bringing more people to flock
in your hood as you cock the shit in your glock,
then put your crossairs on a nigga who your gonna clock,
too much irony in the land of gang violence
friends and family in the cross fire who rest in silence
all this for a few letters tagged on a wall,
all this for a gesture and many will fall,
ill willed with anger fueled all up in the mind,
realizing nothing until it comes time,
so for all who live by the trigger of the gun,
make sure you know you till will die by the gun.
spitting out quotes from booker T washington,
the word gets through but nobody listens,
i can never go low as to hate another man,
but it seems as people violent dont understand,
the consequences of theyre actions are destructive,
robbin niggas just for theyre own satisfaction,
then everything falls like a chain reaction,
because the police are too scared to do anything,
people wonder why our children are so corrupt
look into theyre life and see whats up,
how theyre minds are bent, twisted and shrewed,
so much hate and complexed like a rubix cube,
our society is going under,
yet no one is doing anything but blunder,
so i tell my girl i love her,
all this for a few letters tagged on a wall,
all this for a gesture and many will fall,
ill willed with anger fueled all up in the mind,
realizing nothing until it comes time,
so for all who live by the trigger of the gun,
make sure you know you till will die by the gun.
im not a psychic but i know my end is near,
i live in danger but without any fear
i live because i live even if its not the fullest
but to resume my dream ill pursue regardless
im the strongest nigga alive but still,
i manage to always keep this shit real
i dont care who you are and what you do to me,
as long as you dont hurt people in my family,
unlike the selfish and wicked i think of others first,
because i dont want them to be hurt,
emotionally its inescapable
but i know for a fact that i am capable,
dont get me wrong i dont give up that easily,
to lay down and except a fatality
theres always another chance
theres always anothe way
and till i can get a glance
i will live till that day
life is unpredictable
but many people just dont see
now life can be extinguished
hella easily
people can kill another
but thats not a wrap
they will get caught
cause they set theyre own trap
doesnt matter who you are
u can get caught
then its behind bars
where your ass will rot
then souls can rest
thats how its read
and thats the true definition
of the living dead
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| Ive done lots of time traveling lately. Looking back at the foot prints that Ive left growing up. From time when i was hurt, angry, sad, adventurous, ignorant, hilarious, and just plain stupid and tracing them forward till I find my self standing where I am now. Some things I really regret doing and If it really does effect the future I contemplate weather or not it would be worth it if I really had a chance to go back in time and change it. To effect the past is to effect the future so says science fiction. Some people I miss having around, the old, the friends, the family members that I have so many fond memories of. Things that change so dramatically and things that catch you off guard can be really overwhelming just seem too much. People whose kindness has reflected upon your life yet ironically at the same time the same people that hated and caused you hard has reflected upon your life as well. What if, I didnt go cutting class with my friends back in elementary school? Where would I be now? What if, I did hurt many girls when I was younger? Where would I be now? What if, I didnt know that I had a real father? Where would I be now? Things that change yet are so irrelevant but causes so much interest only due to this mind set. Each time I look out the window here in the room thats in the house that I grew up in, I see how much that hasnt changed. But why is it that things have changed? Life, is more unpredictable than the ocean itself. There are so many trials and tribulations so much ups and downs, and so many ironic rewards that come with it, that it seems almost impossible to survive. It seems too overwhelming to just grow up but it seems so easy just to stand still in time. If I had super powers to just stop time or control time that I can go back and forth I would welcome that power and use it every chance I get. If I can rewrite some things in my life that would effect who I am for the better I would. The only time travel I have is my memory box but I can only remember and view how it was like in the back of my head. Relive the things that made me happy at that moment. Reminisce about things that I call the golden year, the "good ol times". Sucks that you just cant stay a kid forever and forget about responsibilities, money, gas, cars and what not. All you have is fun, family and friends. To life a carefree life day by day. To not realize any consequences. Aging and time seem more like a taunt from death as time goes by. Time is such a scary thing. Time is responsible for the changes that happen. Time is everything and everything is time. There is no escape the grasp of the grim reaper when it comes that time to go. Theres no escaping the trials that await you later in life. So many dangers, so many pains, so many tears, yet so many joys. But I would not reconsider even for a second, if I had just one chance to turn back the hands of time to a certain time period with the memories I have now still in tact, I would take that opportunity without a second thought and do everything over while keeping myself as myself.
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| Man I remember back in Middle school when I got my very first deck. It was a CBS blue blank deck from copelands sports, jessup griptape, some blank wheels, empire bearings, shop screws, and independent trucks. Then some where along the way I got into world industries skateboards. I forgot what my first world industries deck was sadly, but i know it all started in freshman year when the hype was still up. I remember I got the fishing deck for my 15th birthday from my friend John Padua and my cousin Jackie. Then Stephen Interath did the griptape for me. Back then the mistake I made was the cooler the board you have to cooler you are. I never had the tricks to back it up. While i still had varial kick flips others had 360 flips. I relied on my nollie tricks since i remember people saying how hard it was. I remember how I first learned my nollie. I thought it was my fakie. I was so confused on what stance is what. I remember people saying fakie is riding backwards which nollie is the same. But what they didnt tell me was that fakie was riding backwards but kicking with your front foot still. Nollie is kicking with your back foot while riding backwards. People thought it was amazing when I learned nollie shuv its and nollie 180's people started learning nollie tricks everywhere to keep up with me. I learned nollie kick flips then everyone started learning nollie tricks. I got so caught up with nollies I had no fakies. So nollies basically became my fakie. I remember I landed my frist kickflip in front of Richards house back in Laguna Cir. I remember I was so happy. I think it took me months to finally get down. but yeah back to my 15th birthday. I remember so many people came and we all skated the front yard. We had a boot leg box and others went to the Island. I remember everyone loved how my moms spaghetti tasted LOL. I remember my arm was broken and I had that yellow cast and Maryann came, my first real girl friend at that time. We were chilling in my room with Ricky Hernandez, Michelle Dimasaka, Arlene Pablo, and I think Eli was there too since he and manicim lived across the street. I was still in my cutting class era. That was one of the best birthdays ive ever had. I remember so many people came especially right after the graduation. I didnt think any one would come but shockingly they did and I was grateful. That same night Lionel, Richard, Brian Astronimo, and Ricky spent the night at the house. Richard was talking to Charlene the whole night and I remember how Ricky also hella liked Charlene lol. I brought my World industries deck to Las Vegas that same summer maybe a month after my birthday in May. I was skating gray Vans that hella wore out so quick. Thats when Vans were "in" but hella underground. People were buying the Caballeros like crazy. I remember the dragon symbol at the tongue of the shoe. On my 16th birthday my sophomore year I believe thats when the hype started going down for world industries and I was hella into that chad muska phase. I had shorties decks all the time lol. I remember i had the Chad muska circas even though they were one whole size smaller than my original size. The reason why is because they didnt have my size and I really wanted them. My auntie Ella got them for me at a skate shop in Roseville. I was so stoaked that I had them because no one else at school had them. Also they had the cool little secret stash in the tongue of the shoe. I used to hide wax or weed inside of it and no one found out LOL. Yeah I used to smoke alot of weed starting at age 13 but it just got worse at age 15. Back at my birthday I had a box, a rail, and a kicker ramp that richard gave me but was held together with a piece of wood LOL. Before the party started me and lionel were listening to Eminem's new album the Eminem show. I remember darryll came, eli, cim, richard, brian astronimo, stephen, lionel, phillip, mikell, micheal, eric and i think mark all came and we were skating out front. Jr year is when I cleaned up since i came back to edison after being kicked out sophomore year for fighting with raja. I got caught with the weed in my room at that time and my parents believed that lionel and richard were influencing me to use it. I quit doing that stuff and concentrated on skateboarding more. This was the era when I made the skate team Skate mafia and we would always chill at cims new house in 8th street. We used to skate triad alot and the park because everyone was getting tired of the island.
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