tryna to figure out how to add his audio file of why that was his nicknameSmashing pumpkins comes on as I turn my radio
STAR 98.7
“Today is the greatest day I’ve ever known…”
Its exactly how UNO lived…
In the FALL of 2008 I took COMPUTER ELECTRONICS at college of the canyons
I missed a lot of days of class running around with my ONLY girl friend DODI
I came back to class about a week or two before class was over [end of November]
& I had the biggest headache…DUB was gonna bring me some Excedrin and as I was in the hallway waiting for his call class went on a short break…
I turn and out comes this guy with BLOOD-SHOT eyes {tequila sunrise-cypress hill}
{he always cop'd PURPLE DRO cuz he know how much i L♦♥Ed it}
{he always cop'd PURPLE DRO cuz he know how much i L♦♥Ed it}
& I say JESUS where’s the weed @...he repliesà in my car
I say can ya.. but before I finish my sentence he says à 4sho come on & he waves me to follow him.
We climb into this sick as lifted truck with a motorized step and a bump’n system.
He scrounges around for his piece but it’s M.i.A. so he packs it into a cigarette
1 puff & the headache is dormant…
@the time I was really disappointed in my friend ADAM POLLAY because he’s so smart with so much potential and he’s doing nothing with himself & I think at that time he violated parole so he was behind the gridiron.
Turns out that BILL, adams older brother, was SHAWN’s tattoo artist (I believe he did almost everything on his body cuz UnO was inked out head to toe…loved the skeleton BONES on his hands)
So he gives me a ride home and he stops at RALPHs on decoro to grab some BUGLER.
I’m waiting in the ride and my leg jumps [that happens when energy is passing thru me]
& a second later his celly buzzes… so right off the bat I know we’re gonna have a KEWL cosmic friendship..i’m talking ESP yo no joke.
We mob around BRIDGEPORT
So I wanna introduce him to an old AQUAINTENCE Heather whom I had gone to ELEMENTARY skool with…1ST LUTHERAN KNIGHTS BABY…
So we go down to a bar in studio city called the OYSTER girl or something & it turns out that her ex-boy friend is his bosses son…CONFLICT of INTEREST & besides he already could see that she was a [for lack of a better adjective] dumb BROAD.
So june 18th BRITANY GEER wants me to go to vegas with her last minute
[THAT IS A WHOLE NOTHER STORY…maybe another day!]
We’re staying @her cousins apartment & I can’t sleep it’s like 3-4 am & I send out mass mail seeing if anybody is awake cuz I can’t sleep at other peoples houses.
He calls…we chat & he tells me to bet on BLACK 22.
He says to bet $5 then $20 then it ends up $10
So Friday I hit him up & ask what casino I should go to & he tells me to go to OSHAY’s.
An IRISH casino in the middle of the strip.
SATURDAY morning I wake up & I remembering the dream I had…
Just the simple fact that he was a character in the storyà I know no doubt I was gonna win. Got ready for the day, BLeW some smoke & watched PENGUINS of MADEGASCAR, went shopping at the LUXOR
I meet up with this guy I met @ TAO the night before @ the ESPN center @ NewYorkNewYork he go to PLANET HOLLYWOOD & he buys me them huge drinks from FAT TUESDAYS with like an extra shot or two…we take a taxi to OSHAY’s
…SCOPED out the ROULLETE tables…the far back left corner had a shift change from a chick to a dude named ROMEO & I knew it was the 1.
Placed a $10 bet & didn’t even pay attention…homeboy watched the table spin & exclaims à YOU WON…
I look over and the # is flashing & the dealer places the crystal on top of my chip …
…dude I was with was completely BAFFLED that I wasn’t ecstatic & regretted that he didn’t bet with me. I kept telling him I already knew I was gonna win cuz of the dream.
So I’m thinking I’ve won like a bill or two cuz SHAWN said it was like 1:19 odds.
I get to the cage look at the 6 chips I got in my hand and see 3 that say $100…
I won $360 off $10.
Our teacher MIKE IRWIN sent me the article of his … STREET.BiKE ACCIDENT STORY-LinK
[BuLLeT with BuTTeRFLY WiNGz]
This is the first time I read it…
Here is yet another example of the power of the gifts I have…
BLACK is a color of NO-THING
22 is the date of his BIRTHDAY
He was in my dreams cuz he crashed 12:30-1ish SATURDAY JUNE 20th
SHAWN WHITAKER donated his organs & therefore his body is still here & I had a feeling he was still here.
[this was his myspace QUOTE]
1/2 the man i used to be BY: NIRVANA (the idiot that posted this should fix the title name & picture)
MUSIC REFERENCES
#5 TODAY… THE SMASHING PUMPKINS…ALBUM: Earphoria
LYRICS: Today is the greatest…Day I've ever known
Can't live for tomorrow, … Tomorrow's much too long
I'll burn my eyes out …Before I get out
I wanted more…Than life could ever grant me
Bored by the chore…Of saving face
Pink ribbon scars…That never forget
I tried so hard…To cleanse these regrets
My angel wings….Were bruised and restrained
My belly stings
Today is, Today is, Today is, The greatest day
Can't live for tomorrow, … Tomorrow's much too long
I'll burn my eyes out …Before I get out
I wanted more…Than life could ever grant me
Bored by the chore…Of saving face
Pink ribbon scars…That never forget
I tried so hard…To cleanse these regrets
My angel wings….Were bruised and restrained
My belly stings
Today is, Today is, Today is, The greatest day
I want to turn you on, I want to turn you on, I want to turn you on, I want to turn you
Today is the greatest, Today is the greatest day, Today is the greatest day
Today is the greatest, Today is the greatest day, Today is the greatest day
That I have ever really known
#6 BULLET WITH BUTTERFLY WINGS BY: The Smashing Pumpkins
ALBUM: Mellon Collie and the Infinite Sadness (Disc 1 - Dawn to Dusk)
LYRICS:
the world is a vampire, sent to drain
secret destroyers, hold you up to the flames
and what do i get, for my pain
betrayed desires, and a piece of the game
even though i know-i suppose i'll show
all my cool and cold-like old job
despite all my rage i am still just a rat in a cage
then someone will say what is lost can never be saved
despite all my rage i am still just a rat in a cage
now i'm naked, nothing but an animal
but can you fake it, for just one more show
and what do you want, i want to change
and what have you got
when you feel the same
even though i know-i suppose i'll show
all my cool and cold-like old job
despite all my rage i am still just a rat in a cage
then someone will say what is lost can never be saved
despite all my rage i am still just a rat in a cage
tell me i'm the only one
tell me there's no other one
jesus was an only son
tell me i'm the chosen one
jesus was an only son for you
despite all my rage i am still just a rat in a cage
and i still believe that i cannot be saved
the world is a vampire, sent to drain
secret destroyers, hold you up to the flames
and what do i get, for my pain
betrayed desires, and a piece of the game
even though i know-i suppose i'll show
all my cool and cold-like old job
despite all my rage i am still just a rat in a cage
then someone will say what is lost can never be saved
despite all my rage i am still just a rat in a cage
now i'm naked, nothing but an animal
but can you fake it, for just one more show
and what do you want, i want to change
and what have you got
when you feel the same
even though i know-i suppose i'll show
all my cool and cold-like old job
despite all my rage i am still just a rat in a cage
then someone will say what is lost can never be saved
despite all my rage i am still just a rat in a cage
tell me i'm the only one
tell me there's no other one
jesus was an only son
tell me i'm the chosen one
jesus was an only son for you
despite all my rage i am still just a rat in a cage
and i still believe that i cannot be saved
#10 TEQUILA SUNRISE
ALBUM: Cypress
LYRICS: [Featuring B Smooth]
Intro: B-Real and Sen Dog
B-R: Pa' la salud! (to your health!)
SD: Pa' la salud! (to your health!)
B-R: Primero yo... (me first...)
(gulp)
B-R: *grrrrrah!*
B-R and SD: *mexican yells*
SD: Cometelo! (eat it!)
Verse One: B Smooth
Word up, Tequila style... eat the worm
(overlapping intro's end)
Tequila spice, hot nice
Milling rice, sipping on Jose Cuervo
Down in Tiajuana, Mexico
Thinking of the big score the night before
Met the connect, who was impressively dressed
In high fabrics
With troops like Babe Ruth, up on the mezzanine
Brandishing sub-machine guns, aye-yo
It's all about the money, son
Now that's the only reason
We came south of the border, to complete this work order
We gotta get it, no looking back, going all out for it
Ready to attack, die in a minute flat for it
As God is my witness, we got ditches
for all you motherfuckin fake bitches
It all boils down to the business
Nothing personal, when niggaz acting like they helping you
I fuckin blast you like Frank Castle, motherfucker!
Chorus
Tequila Sunrise, bloodshot eyes
Realize we're all born to die
So get the money nigga!
(repeat 2x)
Verse Two: B-Real
I never knew money like this, in the palm of my hand
'Til I met the man with mad hook-up, and big plan
Every where you look'a, he got everybody shook up
Running for cover, the big bad WOOF, motherfucker
He was like a father figure, show me the bigger picture
Fuck slangin' on the corner, don't let the pigs get you
Not like these fools who don't comprehend
You end up doing a twenty-five bid in the pen
You got that? Getting your cup, I took a swig
The bitter taste of the 'mezcal', free worm shit
Droppin' a lesson, he slapped my face, he said listen
Pay attention brotha, you're my ace, but don't ever question
Just do what I say, and you'll be rich
And keep this in your mind: rats lay in a ditch with no spine
Don't ever forget that golden rule in the game
Cheers, they all know your name, it's like fame
Why, women and money don't mix, like drinking an' driving
Watch those conniving women and keep your eye out
Always be aware of what's around you
They wanna down you, and fuckin clown you
Keep your shit in order the money won't stop
Pretty soon you'll be on top
Chorus
Verse Three: B-Real
Tequila Sunrise, with the bloodshot eyes
My, my, my, how time flies and goes by surprise
My mentor passed on and passed a warn to me, emergency
For my enemies who wanna murder me
Eat the worm, motherfucker, while you burn, motherfucker
Better kill me, don't let me return, motherfucker
Trust no man, cause I'll be back, you understand?
With a plan, and my ace in hand, I want it all
I recall the words from Jesus, you are the Juice
Better go get it, don't let it get to your head, embed it
Let these words stick, you better be ready to die
Now take a fucking sip, caution it, but I never lie
Chorus
(music outro)
Intro: B-Real and Sen Dog
B-R: Pa' la salud! (to your health!)
SD: Pa' la salud! (to your health!)
B-R: Primero yo... (me first...)
(gulp)
B-R: *grrrrrah!*
B-R and SD: *mexican yells*
SD: Cometelo! (eat it!)
Verse One: B Smooth
Word up, Tequila style... eat the worm
(overlapping intro's end)
Tequila spice, hot nice
Milling rice, sipping on Jose Cuervo
Down in Tiajuana, Mexico
Thinking of the big score the night before
Met the connect, who was impressively dressed
In high fabrics
With troops like Babe Ruth, up on the mezzanine
Brandishing sub-machine guns, aye-yo
It's all about the money, son
Now that's the only reason
We came south of the border, to complete this work order
We gotta get it, no looking back, going all out for it
Ready to attack, die in a minute flat for it
As God is my witness, we got ditches
for all you motherfuckin fake bitches
It all boils down to the business
Nothing personal, when niggaz acting like they helping you
I fuckin blast you like Frank Castle, motherfucker!
Chorus
Tequila Sunrise, bloodshot eyes
Realize we're all born to die
So get the money nigga!
(repeat 2x)
Verse Two: B-Real
I never knew money like this, in the palm of my hand
'Til I met the man with mad hook-up, and big plan
Every where you look'a, he got everybody shook up
Running for cover, the big bad WOOF, motherfucker
He was like a father figure, show me the bigger picture
Fuck slangin' on the corner, don't let the pigs get you
Not like these fools who don't comprehend
You end up doing a twenty-five bid in the pen
You got that? Getting your cup, I took a swig
The bitter taste of the 'mezcal', free worm shit
Droppin' a lesson, he slapped my face, he said listen
Pay attention brotha, you're my ace, but don't ever question
Just do what I say, and you'll be rich
And keep this in your mind: rats lay in a ditch with no spine
Don't ever forget that golden rule in the game
Cheers, they all know your name, it's like fame
Why, women and money don't mix, like drinking an' driving
Watch those conniving women and keep your eye out
Always be aware of what's around you
They wanna down you, and fuckin clown you
Keep your shit in order the money won't stop
Pretty soon you'll be on top
Chorus
Verse Three: B-Real
Tequila Sunrise, with the bloodshot eyes
My, my, my, how time flies and goes by surprise
My mentor passed on and passed a warn to me, emergency
For my enemies who wanna murder me
Eat the worm, motherfucker, while you burn, motherfucker
Better kill me, don't let me return, motherfucker
Trust no man, cause I'll be back, you understand?
With a plan, and my ace in hand, I want it all
I recall the words from Jesus, you are the Juice
Better go get it, don't let it get to your head, embed it
Let these words stick, you better be ready to die
Now take a fucking sip, caution it, but I never lie
Chorus
(music outro)
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