I keep telling myself that everyone is good at something different. But then again, I just keep telling myself...

If anyone has MC Hot Dog music, please let me know. I have been looking for his albums. He is like a Taiwanese Eminem to me. That fool is funny and he preaches truth.


It's the caffeine, the nicotine, the milligrams of tar.
It's my habitat, it needs to be clean, it's my car.
It's the fast talk they use to abuse and feed my brain.
It's the cat box, it needs to be changed, it's the pain.
It's women, it's the plight for power, it's government.
It's the way your giving knowledge slow, without controlling subtle hints.
It's rubbing it, itching it, it's applying cream.
It's the foreigners, sight seeing with high beams, it's in my dreams.
It's the monsters, that I conjure, it's the marijuana.
It's the embarassment, displacement, it's where I wander.
It's my genre, it's Madonna's videos.
It's game shows, it's cheap liquor, blunts, it's bumper stickers with rainbows.
It's angels, demons, gods, it's the white devils.
It's the monitor, the soundman, it's the motherfucking mic levels.
It's gas fumes, fast food, Tommy Hil, mommy's pill.
Columbia House music club, designer drugs and rhyming thugs.
It's Bloods, Crips, fives, six.
It's stick up kids, it's Christian conservative terrorists, it's porno flicks.
It's the east coast, no it's the west coast.
It's public schools, it's asbestos.
It's mentholated, it's techno.
It's sleep, life, and death.
It's speed, coke, and meth.
It's hay fever, pain relievers, oral sex, and smoker's breath.
It stretches for as far as the eye can see.
It's reality, fuck it , it's everything but me.
-Atmosphere (Scapegoat)


"It all started when my mother took my bike away, cuz I murdered my guinea pig and stuck him in the microwave." - Eminem (As the World Turns)

Identity Crisis.
Is your true self how others perceive you? Or how you perceive yourself?

No one knows you better than yourself, yet you may be living blindly with assumptions that only exist in your head. On the other hand, seeing yourself from a 3rd person perspective may be enlightening, except for the fact that many people are quick to judge, generalize, and categorize you without bothering to verify the validity of their initial assumptions later on.

Do you think you know me? Do I think I know you?


something i ripped off tina's email:

"Great minds discuss ideas; average minds discuss events; small minds discuss people." - Eleanor Roosevelt


by Marshall Mathers

What is life?
Life is like a big obstacle, in front of your optical to slow you down.
And every time you think you've gotten past it, it's gonna come back around and attack you to the damn ground.
What are friends?
Friends are people that you think are your friends, but they really your enemies with secret identities and disguises to hide they true colors.
So just when you think you close enough to be brothers, they wanna come back and cut your throat when you ain't looking.
What is money?
Money is what makes a man act funny; money is the root of all evil.
Money'll make them same friends come back around, swearing that they was always down.
What is life?
I'm tired of life.

-Eminem (If I Had)

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