<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340305516214023348</id><updated>2012-02-15T23:02:37.257-08:00</updated><category term='Grade A Meat'/><category term='Next'/><category term='Insane'/><category term='Smashin Pumpkins'/><category term='Cap Lock Shiv'/><category term='Hate'/><category term='Why Do I...'/><category term='Faithful'/><category term='Blood on the Hammer'/><category term='Suspect'/><category term='I got something for ya'/><category term='OH MY GOD YES...OH MY GOD'/><category term='Priority'/><category term='Legos'/><category term='Applebees'/><category term='Hype'/><category term='Ladies...?'/><category term='GO'/><category term='Plastic Gun Carryin'/><category term='iLLmatic'/><category term='first'/><category term='Zappin'/><category term='Clear the Runway'/><category term='Keep on Knockin Chump'/><category term='Im Here to stay'/><category term='The Return'/><category term='Seven 4seven'/><category term='Beginnings'/><category term='Strange'/><category term='Watch the Left'/><category term='Wild Puerto Ricans'/><category term='Akron'/><category term='ugh'/><category term='Grew 3 Years Down'/><category term='Can&apos;t Give Up'/><category term='Bring Change'/><category term='Fashion'/><category term='Might Force'/><category term='Who Wants it?'/><category term='No Miss'/><category term='MegaMan x4'/><category term='Mercury'/><category term='Vegas'/><category term='Jetsons'/><category term='USC'/><title type='text'>TheWorldAwayGreat</title><subtitle type='html'>Be Classic</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>R(dot)Escobar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835029241198856432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SoGqivjNAyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/c80lGi--Svc/S220/Villians.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340305516214023348.post-635695873289379535</id><published>2011-02-28T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T09:20:46.324-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Akron'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zappin'/><title type='text'>The Title of my Name is....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p2wDiJl6w3g/TWvZZ6qP81I/AAAAAAAAAKU/W9whVkiGSvQ/s1600/gal_hometown-heroes-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 197px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p2wDiJl6w3g/TWvZZ6qP81I/AAAAAAAAAKU/W9whVkiGSvQ/s320/gal_hometown-heroes-4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578791602694910802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deeR woRld,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been awhile hasn't it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tryna bless these people with a beautiful landscape....a political forecast for not so distant future....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We here though, we still surviving. Still hungry as hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 6th will be the drop off date, I'm currently writing the treatment/storyboard for a video everybody and their grandmothers want me to shoot. We shall see how that goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its all or nothing I suppose, I hate to keep saying that, but hopefully the world in the clouds will know and remember our name....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I damn for sure know this world won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World Away,&lt;br /&gt;R(dot)Escobar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3340305516214023348-635695873289379535?l=ipushkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/feeds/635695873289379535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2011/02/title-of-my-name-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/635695873289379535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/635695873289379535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2011/02/title-of-my-name-is.html' title='The Title of my Name is....'/><author><name>R(dot)Escobar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835029241198856432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SoGqivjNAyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/c80lGi--Svc/S220/Villians.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-p2wDiJl6w3g/TWvZZ6qP81I/AAAAAAAAAKU/W9whVkiGSvQ/s72-c/gal_hometown-heroes-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340305516214023348.post-6420132946383283148</id><published>2011-02-04T16:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T16:14:35.939-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vegas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Legos'/><title type='text'>Lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/TUyVrnnC3kI/AAAAAAAAAKM/wH411Kba9qY/s1600/Rings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/TUyVrnnC3kI/AAAAAAAAAKM/wH411Kba9qY/s320/Rings.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569991415750123074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deeR woRld,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a different dude, with a set of different views.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My born day is coming up and the timing couldn't be any worse.&lt;br /&gt;I wish...but I don't have any birthday candles...the only thing lit is the lights of sticks that causes the individuals around me to look like dragons...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They can't breathe fire...only spit it i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna go ghost til the bread gets here...no cake...just bread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many shots at me, and I'm not even 21.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't imagine what the next 20 is gonna be like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope they understand that I really understand that; they don't understand,&lt;br /&gt;R(dot)Escobar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3340305516214023348-6420132946383283148?l=ipushkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/feeds/6420132946383283148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2011/02/lost.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/6420132946383283148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/6420132946383283148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2011/02/lost.html' title='Lost'/><author><name>R(dot)Escobar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835029241198856432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SoGqivjNAyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/c80lGi--Svc/S220/Villians.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/TUyVrnnC3kI/AAAAAAAAAKM/wH411Kba9qY/s72-c/Rings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340305516214023348.post-7921147003128950102</id><published>2011-01-17T19:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T19:28:47.120-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blood on the Hammer'/><title type='text'>Can She Hear The Sound</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/TTUIYns-6CI/AAAAAAAAAKA/SZ0gxBRKqxM/s1600/thierry-henry_1493860c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/TTUIYns-6CI/AAAAAAAAAKA/SZ0gxBRKqxM/s320/thierry-henry_1493860c.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563362133753653282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deeR woRld,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know a lot of y'all been asking what exactly do I blog about if too many people pay attention to what I say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be perfectly honest...I really don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe when I make my grand exit out of here; philosophers will study the methods I like to call my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still get nervous around females I like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can talk to them but beauty is just something I haven't got around getting use too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like a sex or death...you really don't know how to prepare for it til it happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not familiar with either of those things but my past life shows records that I had encountered these things on multiple occasions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...life as we know is about to change for better and worse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like worse because its a strange opportunity to become better. But really, what do I know? These words are coming from the same kid who looks at life through a glass bottle in outer space. The same glass bottle with a lithium letter inside it, with words composed out of angel tears....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, no angels were hurt in the process. They were a little shook en up but they are okay...I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That letter is now in the process of becoming a cult classic...published...maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lawyers are still working on that, but the government can't stop me unless I use this rocket launcher to blow a hole in their glass floors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know some people like to talk crazy just for the sake of it...but I'm not doing that. I think of stuff like this on the regular. Not just to pretend that I'm crazy, but to explore the depths that consumes my mind; even if those depths are dark, dim, or grim. Exploration Damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kid...I kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rapida!!!!,&lt;br /&gt;R(dot)Escobar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3340305516214023348-7921147003128950102?l=ipushkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/feeds/7921147003128950102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2011/01/can-she-hear-sound.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/7921147003128950102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/7921147003128950102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2011/01/can-she-hear-sound.html' title='Can She Hear The Sound'/><author><name>R(dot)Escobar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835029241198856432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SoGqivjNAyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/c80lGi--Svc/S220/Villians.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/TTUIYns-6CI/AAAAAAAAAKA/SZ0gxBRKqxM/s72-c/thierry-henry_1493860c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340305516214023348.post-8650755226456432503</id><published>2011-01-06T14:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T14:44:59.154-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wild Puerto Ricans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grade A Meat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Suspect'/><title type='text'>For the Flight Attendant</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/TSZFfhZONcI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/L5ExkAUc47o/s1600/Miller%2BTime%2Bpart%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/TSZFfhZONcI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/L5ExkAUc47o/s320/Miller%2BTime%2Bpart%2B3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559207197877876162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deeR woRld,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it obvious that we are at a bit of a delay...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been preparing for launch at a vivid pace but apparently we are on the hold {Prodigy voice} "ONCE AGAIN." May I proceed to drop a gem on them...I'm son'in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The vid should be up soon...for some reason the software I'm using is lightway kinda of garbage...okay its garbage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm working with what I got right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gotta make best of what you got now...even the little stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cast of crews, cast shadows without sunlight,&lt;br /&gt;R(dot)Escobar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3340305516214023348-8650755226456432503?l=ipushkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/feeds/8650755226456432503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2011/01/for-flight-attendant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/8650755226456432503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/8650755226456432503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2011/01/for-flight-attendant.html' title='For the Flight Attendant'/><author><name>R(dot)Escobar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835029241198856432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SoGqivjNAyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/c80lGi--Svc/S220/Villians.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/TSZFfhZONcI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/L5ExkAUc47o/s72-c/Miller%2BTime%2Bpart%2B3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340305516214023348.post-865317185388340963</id><published>2011-01-06T12:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T14:29:28.892-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hype'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Watch the Left'/><title type='text'>Styles upon Styles Upon Styles is what I Draft</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/TSYnyjArfmI/AAAAAAAAAJw/2LwpTauhxh0/s1600/SotC_Castle_and_hangar_BG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 109px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/TSYnyjArfmI/AAAAAAAAAJw/2LwpTauhxh0/s320/SotC_Castle_and_hangar_BG.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559174539380489826"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deeR woRld,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo yo yo...It's we again...I'm dropping this video that is hopefully the cure for these birds dying around here. The vid is pretty dope, its just a rough draft so the final should drop next month....check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghost,&lt;br /&gt;R(dot)Escobar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3340305516214023348-865317185388340963?l=ipushkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/feeds/865317185388340963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2011/01/styles-upon-styles-upon-styles-is-what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/865317185388340963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/865317185388340963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2011/01/styles-upon-styles-upon-styles-is-what.html' title='Styles upon Styles Upon Styles is what I Draft'/><author><name>R(dot)Escobar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835029241198856432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SoGqivjNAyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/c80lGi--Svc/S220/Villians.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/TSYnyjArfmI/AAAAAAAAAJw/2LwpTauhxh0/s72-c/SotC_Castle_and_hangar_BG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340305516214023348.post-6500505373320325681</id><published>2011-01-04T13:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T13:26:43.444-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jetsons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Applebees'/><title type='text'>The Return...part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/TSOQUa0YFOI/AAAAAAAAAJo/osToQob8-RI/s1600/klotz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/TSOQUa0YFOI/AAAAAAAAAJo/osToQob8-RI/s320/klotz.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558445045576111330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DeeR woRld or should I say deeR Jane,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, sorry for the delay once again. Your boy has been producing for the album like crazy. Its not even an album...its more like a NASA space project or something. We are about to launch to another world...another place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nas said nothing is new under the sun...but what if your above it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's how big I'm talking people. I'm getting better with the percussion, Fresh is getting better with the rhymes and Swifty is dropping more jewels than a diamond encrusted dress after prom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm serious...don't laugh at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay go ahead and laugh at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now we are looking at a June release date. Early February is when we are gonna start dropping some tunes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, thats enough talk, shouts to all those who continue to jack my ideas...I love it. Keep it coming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3340305516214023348-6500505373320325681?l=ipushkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/feeds/6500505373320325681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2011/01/returnpart-ii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/6500505373320325681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/6500505373320325681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2011/01/returnpart-ii.html' title='The Return...part II'/><author><name>R(dot)Escobar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835029241198856432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SoGqivjNAyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/c80lGi--Svc/S220/Villians.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/TSOQUa0YFOI/AAAAAAAAAJo/osToQob8-RI/s72-c/klotz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340305516214023348.post-7808283623068311651</id><published>2010-10-12T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T21:42:45.523-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Return'/><title type='text'>I'm Back...No Strings Attached</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/TLU4tGWwBHI/AAAAAAAAAJU/-sMHOAZm5I0/s1600/chippy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/TLU4tGWwBHI/AAAAAAAAAJU/-sMHOAZm5I0/s320/chippy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527386465118454898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deer woRld,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back. I got a lot of things on my mind, but I ain't gonna say anything about it. Since the last time we met. I dropped out of school. I returned back to my hometown and saw some familiar faces along the way. I met up wit Ken Swifty and Freshon Malore for some R&amp;R. And then we hit boards...studio or what have you. Despite the location of the studio being in my moms basement, the rhymes and beats are bananas. The tape thus far got that Big L, '93 feel to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ILL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not making any comparisons but its thats ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matter of fact, why don't L get props like all these other all time greats get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this leads to my message of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUE THE KNOWLEDGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that sounds so simple, but trust me...if you want to be great at anything. Due the knowledge. Matter of fact, if you a real fan of anything. Do yourself a favor and spread the word about something you find amazing about what it is you like. Or hand down the knowledge to the youth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found it amazing, kids only know Michael Jordan for the kicks...crazy, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But maybe thats how late-heads feel about Wilt Chamberlain or George Mikan or Gus Johnson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(shout out to Gus, Akron's very own)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, forget the negativity. Hit all that with a dose of all things good in life. Because in this so called reality we live in...its so so much more than what it seems to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghost,&lt;br /&gt;R(dot)Escobar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3340305516214023348-7808283623068311651?l=ipushkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/feeds/7808283623068311651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-backno-strings-attached.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/7808283623068311651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/7808283623068311651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-backno-strings-attached.html' title='I&apos;m Back...No Strings Attached'/><author><name>R(dot)Escobar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835029241198856432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SoGqivjNAyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/c80lGi--Svc/S220/Villians.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/TLU4tGWwBHI/AAAAAAAAAJU/-sMHOAZm5I0/s72-c/chippy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340305516214023348.post-4614451610959850107</id><published>2010-05-16T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T19:55:54.278-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Can&apos;t Give Up'/><title type='text'>Even the Champ Is N HaNdcuffs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/S_Cu0oGLfbI/AAAAAAAAAI0/aexX0DIJSko/s1600/rasheed-wallace-belt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 252px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/S_Cu0oGLfbI/AAAAAAAAAI0/aexX0DIJSko/s320/rasheed-wallace-belt.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472065766394920370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deer woRld,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WoRld, do you hate bad endings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No...well your in luck, cause I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You won't believe the sheer bafoonery that happened on once again... on another rainy afternoon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really am starting to believe the weather around here corrresponds with my mood cause for the past few days, I been down like duck feathers(shout out to Lupe)and the weather seems to feel the same way too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so like I was saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met a new friend...female. Don't worry, Swifty thought I was gonna fall for this one like Fresh...Ha Ha(shots fired)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, so I met her, her moms, and her brother. All in the same day...right. But it was something different about this kid. We ended up talking for about 3 hours. Good people are hard to come by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only problem with this is that this chick is suppose to be moving within the next couple of daze(son of a b...nevermind) Now mind you, she gave me an invitation to one of her art shows this past weekend(which I couldn't attend to lack of transportation)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, her and her fam was finishing packing up, and I got a wiff of 3 things that happened:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Usually the always gracious young female usually greets me with a wave or a what's up....that didn't happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) As I was walking towards the apartment door(the same one they were walking into) this chick closed the door behind her and her bro....word?. Mind you, I know they saw me....I was at least 5 feet behind them when they went into the apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) As I struggled to find the key to get inside the very apartment I live in, I looked up through the crest of the brim of my hat and notice her and her bro playing a game of "Swap the Saliva." At this moment to things came to mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"talk about family relations"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"What a minute!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently they weren't brother and sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the long week of being sort of depressed that I didn't say goodbye to a female that had the potential...and I do mean potential to met up further down the line if our paths cross again, and be a real cool piece of arm candy. All those thoughts were blown to chunks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't that she had a dude...but the way shiz played out. Kind of like Lebron in Game 5 against the Celtics. You knew something else was behind his lackluster efforts. The slamming of the door right in front of me; when almost everyday, open the door for her and her moms all the time. The little making-out session right before her man took a break and decided to let me in. I got the message...and even though I kind of live by these words of the great Wiz Khalifa "I don't love em, I don't chase em, I duck em"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda felt; during the akward conversation I had with them, that I was a little bit wounded. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sucks...it really does....I got the message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to square one...back to the world I so claim as one day to be our very own...&lt;br /&gt;the world away great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn,&lt;br /&gt;R(dot)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3340305516214023348-4614451610959850107?l=ipushkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/feeds/4614451610959850107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2010/05/even-champ-is-n-handcuffs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/4614451610959850107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/4614451610959850107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2010/05/even-champ-is-n-handcuffs.html' title='Even the Champ Is N HaNdcuffs'/><author><name>R(dot)Escobar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835029241198856432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SoGqivjNAyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/c80lGi--Svc/S220/Villians.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/S_Cu0oGLfbI/AAAAAAAAAI0/aexX0DIJSko/s72-c/rasheed-wallace-belt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340305516214023348.post-5283349847503107834</id><published>2010-05-15T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T20:59:52.820-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mercury'/><title type='text'>No Comment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/S-9tr-flo3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/EIEkFY3GlVY/s1600/Ginobili.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/S-9tr-flo3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/EIEkFY3GlVY/s320/Ginobili.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471712674555732850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deer woRld,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't stand them...emotion never gets you anywhere. How can it get the best of someone if all you see is their worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna keep this short and to the point....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are going for it all...everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleepless summers, and heaven's clouds are slowly but surely rushing in. Like its on some Julius Peppers shiz. I feel it. But while these days are numbered like bar codes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We only got one way to explode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to the Love-less walks of live in Loveland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to the refined years of friendship, hate, women and most importantly...&lt;br /&gt;You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may never meet again...And thats cool. If you think about it, your going to meet everybody for the last time eventually. So don't worry, if you don't see me, I will probably see you...out there...somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play me off Fresh,&lt;br /&gt;R(dot)Escobar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3340305516214023348-5283349847503107834?l=ipushkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/feeds/5283349847503107834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2010/05/no-comment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/5283349847503107834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/5283349847503107834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2010/05/no-comment.html' title='No Comment'/><author><name>R(dot)Escobar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835029241198856432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SoGqivjNAyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/c80lGi--Svc/S220/Villians.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/S-9tr-flo3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/EIEkFY3GlVY/s72-c/Ginobili.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340305516214023348.post-818785926657102662</id><published>2010-05-10T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T20:48:27.129-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iLLmatic'/><title type='text'>Mechanical Movement</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/S-jR2uVG4_I/AAAAAAAAAIc/77ce2HE7BGU/s1600/Nas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 232px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/S-jR2uVG4_I/AAAAAAAAAIc/77ce2HE7BGU/s320/Nas.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469852485521171442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deer woRld,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when I say this, I mean it. I have literally been blasting Illmatic for the past 5 days straight. And when I say straight, I mean like no breaks in between. No breaks, none of that. I think I memorized the lyrics to the entire album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dang that was a great tape. I mean, at age 19-20; the narration, the potency of the surrounding and environment Nas was living in at the time, and the very descriptive words upon words revealing each moment is ridiculous...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate bad endings....I really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got nothing else to say rather than I can't wait to get out of here...I told Fresh over the phone this evening that when we get out here, There can't be any looking back. Don't get attached. If people die, they die(wow, did I really say that) Understand, we've been on the bench all our lives...except for Dumarz. We figure that if our time do come. We try to dismantle absolutely everything. I realized the other day that this is bigger than me, Fresh, Swifty, Dumarz....shoot we are risking our lives for this. I know most of y'all is asking "what the hell is kid talking about?" Don't worry, you won't be in the dark for long....I promise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out today that if I graduate this college shiz....I will be the first to make it. On my moms side that is. But still, even though that might not happen.&lt;br /&gt;Being the first billionaire doesn't sound to bad either. I don't care to much for the cash, but if that will shut up those who keep talking, down playing every little decision I make or idea. Money is gonna be in the gameplan for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any who...the countdown out of this peace is almost over....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghost,&lt;br /&gt;R*(dot)Escobar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3340305516214023348-818785926657102662?l=ipushkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/feeds/818785926657102662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2010/05/mechanical-movement.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/818785926657102662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/818785926657102662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2010/05/mechanical-movement.html' title='Mechanical Movement'/><author><name>R(dot)Escobar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835029241198856432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SoGqivjNAyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/c80lGi--Svc/S220/Villians.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/S-jR2uVG4_I/AAAAAAAAAIc/77ce2HE7BGU/s72-c/Nas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340305516214023348.post-499417989345091491</id><published>2010-05-09T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T16:59:49.595-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iLLmatic'/><title type='text'>And Now, for My Last Hit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/S-dLWnY5_AI/AAAAAAAAAIU/WR2B0AxYCIk/s1600/Biggie+Smalls+Nigga+Shit+Yo+Draws.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 203px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/S-dLWnY5_AI/AAAAAAAAAIU/WR2B0AxYCIk/s320/Biggie+Smalls+Nigga+Shit+Yo+Draws.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469423124367408130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deer world,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man...we are in a hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My homie Fresh mentioned something about how the human body is a trap....how we really are built for the experience rather than the actual "lives" we claim we are living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We aren't living it, for it is living us....WHERE'S THE FOUL???" Say my mello Fresh during the Celtics/Cavs game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe he's right...I mean, don't get me wrong, but we are all going to get torn apart during our tenure here on this planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are all going to meet people for the first time, and we are going to meet them for the last time. So why not just enjoy the scenery or the moments you have now. I've been living a victory lap for the past 19years. Even though you know victory is in site...you still have to run in order to call it or consider it a lap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victory is always in our hands...always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just have to run to get there....so enjoy the experience...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoot, I've just met this really cool chick who lives here by ways of California, and we talked it up for a good 2 hours. As we were talkin...In my mind I'm like "yeah! I got a friend now." The moment that thought hit my membrane, she hit me with the news that she and her family is moving within the next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah it hurt, but you really have to enjoy each and every second you have on this thing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep static like wool fabric,&lt;br /&gt;R(dot)Escobar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3340305516214023348-499417989345091491?l=ipushkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/feeds/499417989345091491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2010/05/and-now-for-my-last-hit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/499417989345091491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/499417989345091491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2010/05/and-now-for-my-last-hit.html' title='And Now, for My Last Hit'/><author><name>R(dot)Escobar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835029241198856432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SoGqivjNAyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/c80lGi--Svc/S220/Villians.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/S-dLWnY5_AI/AAAAAAAAAIU/WR2B0AxYCIk/s72-c/Biggie+Smalls+Nigga+Shit+Yo+Draws.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340305516214023348.post-598552411428005508</id><published>2010-05-09T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T16:32:10.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Is it really all about?</title><content type='html'>deer woRld,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3340305516214023348-598552411428005508?l=ipushkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/feeds/598552411428005508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-is-it-really-all-about.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/598552411428005508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/598552411428005508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2010/05/what-is-it-really-all-about.html' title='What Is it really all about?'/><author><name>R(dot)Escobar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835029241198856432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SoGqivjNAyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/c80lGi--Svc/S220/Villians.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340305516214023348.post-2035438373470492114</id><published>2010-05-05T18:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T18:59:07.374-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Priority'/><title type='text'>Now put that on your brainy brain</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/S-IiX9jbekI/AAAAAAAAAIM/6jmNi4OTw4w/s1600/OH+Damn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/S-IiX9jbekI/AAAAAAAAAIM/6jmNi4OTw4w/s320/OH+Damn.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467970692636703298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deer woRld,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friend or foe, we might not live to see the next few years on some of the stuff we coming up with. I had a talk with Swifty today, and the one thing I told him was &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"These next years of schooling isn't gonna be important...but while your are there. Stick close to history. That girl may not be as attractive, but she will get you places..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to break it down to him as simple as I can...women. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History is something I take hella pride in. The only time a "repeat" is a good thing is when a team goes on a championship run....but never history. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I got a lot of balls to be saying stuff like this at such a young age, but understand....I've seen the fall of great people. I know some of y'all is saying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well if they were so great, why did they fall R(dot)?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me set the table straight...good people don't quit, but when the world around them does...its more like a prolonged pause than it is quitting...get me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I choose the shoes of being irregular than anything else. My footsteps shall expose those who say live life like this....live life like that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....its bull. So whenever someone tells you that...shut it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody thinks they got this life thing solved when you only lived it once...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y'all can't even find the cure for a common cold, and y'all spending all this money on cancer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appreciate and never radiate the little things in life...never. &lt;br /&gt;So yeah, while everybody is flippin out how we are gonna die and the world is gonna end....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just gonna chill, enjoy each and every living moment I have on this thing...and work my tail off....til then, I laugh in yo face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faith&amp;Slang,&lt;br /&gt;R(dot)Escobar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3340305516214023348-2035438373470492114?l=ipushkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/feeds/2035438373470492114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2010/05/now-put-that-on-your-brainy-brain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/2035438373470492114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/2035438373470492114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2010/05/now-put-that-on-your-brainy-brain.html' title='Now put that on your brainy brain'/><author><name>R(dot)Escobar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835029241198856432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SoGqivjNAyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/c80lGi--Svc/S220/Villians.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/S-IiX9jbekI/AAAAAAAAAIM/6jmNi4OTw4w/s72-c/OH+Damn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340305516214023348.post-1029826439157809129</id><published>2010-05-04T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T21:24:13.165-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OH MY GOD YES...OH MY GOD'/><title type='text'>The Crowd is Talkin?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/S-Dy18uc8KI/AAAAAAAAAIE/3qPyTrV8tYc/s1600/arjenrobben.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/S-Dy18uc8KI/AAAAAAAAAIE/3qPyTrV8tYc/s320/arjenrobben.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467636956275732642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deer woRld,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the heat is under the baby seat..and I mean heat. The crackdown to scare the kids is fine. But don't bring me into this bull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These kids just keep pushing the button til that one kid squeals, and then BOOM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYBODY AND I DO MEAN EVERYBODY IS SCREWED...no chopped(you see what I did there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean really, I'm not the best example of "You need to quit while your ahead" but dang, to risk being kicked out of the only hospitatlity that's providing a roof over your head just for some play is...well...it's kind of dumb. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once heard that your conscience is the closest thing to heaven a man can have. I take pride in that. Absent minded doesn't show up on some grade card, absent minded could be the difference between you being tardy for some tickets to see...ummmm....my mello Freshon Malore, and getting a FEDS sponsored vacation to scrub showers and suck....nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just think about it people....like no one else can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man what a job,&lt;br /&gt;R(dot)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3340305516214023348-1029826439157809129?l=ipushkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/feeds/1029826439157809129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2010/05/crowd-is-talkin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/1029826439157809129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/1029826439157809129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2010/05/crowd-is-talkin.html' title='The Crowd is Talkin?'/><author><name>R(dot)Escobar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835029241198856432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SoGqivjNAyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/c80lGi--Svc/S220/Villians.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/S-Dy18uc8KI/AAAAAAAAAIE/3qPyTrV8tYc/s72-c/arjenrobben.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340305516214023348.post-7902839926747575192</id><published>2010-05-02T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T21:21:10.589-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keep on Knockin Chump'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I got something for ya'/><title type='text'>theSickneSSiCallLife</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/S95O8rx8JnI/AAAAAAAAAH8/GbwX9UtnMPM/s1600/CBear.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/S95O8rx8JnI/AAAAAAAAAH8/GbwX9UtnMPM/s320/CBear.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466893802125665906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deer woRld,&lt;br /&gt;well, me and the boys are at it. Today marks the semi-start of the album. Yep, pretty big day depending on who you are. I mean, we could of had a huge terrorist attack in New York, but we got rain instead. I mean really, today really could of been a...blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, so like I was sayin...no important message here....oh yeah, I do have an Important message..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are few things in life where being close is a good thing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For instance, family, horseshoes, or even death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as far as relationships...NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I mean any relationship...friends, family, work....even girlfriends and boyfriends,,,,I don't have a boyfriend, I love women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I've said this before but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"THE FRIEND ZONE IS A NO ZONE"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I'M SERIOUS NIGGA....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gone,&lt;br /&gt;R(dot)Escobar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3340305516214023348-7902839926747575192?l=ipushkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/feeds/7902839926747575192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2010/05/thesicknessicalllife.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/7902839926747575192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/7902839926747575192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2010/05/thesicknessicalllife.html' title='theSickneSSiCallLife'/><author><name>R(dot)Escobar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835029241198856432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SoGqivjNAyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/c80lGi--Svc/S220/Villians.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/S95O8rx8JnI/AAAAAAAAAH8/GbwX9UtnMPM/s72-c/CBear.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340305516214023348.post-5928253561798176216</id><published>2010-05-01T20:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T21:05:09.105-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Insane'/><title type='text'>Look Up....you see that?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/S9zy9SYkRmI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Jg42FnMPkik/s1600/Kenyon,+believe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/S9zy9SYkRmI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Jg42FnMPkik/s320/Kenyon,+believe.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466511182441760354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deer woRld,&lt;br /&gt;Awhile back; around this exact moment in time, my homie Fresh was working on what could possibly be the greatest pick-up in his current lifetime...a trip to prom with a specific cutie he had his eyes on for the past year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Either ask or don't ask. I could either live forever, not knowing whether or not she will say yes, or just ask and live with the consequences," says my mello Malore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The friend zone is the no zone....and I am so damn serious when I say that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though the self-induced Kanye West line made its way into Malore way of asking this female to prom. The answer was never a "yes" or a "no." All it was, was 7 words and an incomplete heart on the back of a Kodak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IDK if that(the heart) was accidential or on purpose, but I applaud her...excuse me....WE applaud her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting caught up in this so called "rap shhhh" just to have her. Forget the world. He just wants her. Everytime we in the studio, I usually study Fresh's and Swifty's mannerisms. We all have our different motives....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swifty wants to be famous, and in his words, "Get all the moneys and bitches..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DuMarz loves his women, but Fresh...Fresh is on some other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The anger in his rhymes, even the happy times are pained from the emptiness(if thats a word) of not being able to have her...ever. Fresh says by the time we reach the position we need to be, she will already be gone...not physically or mentally, but she isn't gonna be the same chick from moments past...I can't explain it, but thats what he says. Its all for her. He never mentions her name, never shows any pictures. He will tell you some tales of past memories of her if you ask. But other than that, you can see she is the only reason he is doing any of this. I mean sure, there are many people we feel the need to prove wrong, but for Fresh; she is the reason. When I find a picture or her name, I will definitely leak it to y'all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace,&lt;br /&gt;R(dot)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3340305516214023348-5928253561798176216?l=ipushkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/feeds/5928253561798176216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2010/05/look-upyou-see-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/5928253561798176216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/5928253561798176216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2010/05/look-upyou-see-that.html' title='Look Up....you see that?'/><author><name>R(dot)Escobar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835029241198856432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SoGqivjNAyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/c80lGi--Svc/S220/Villians.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/S9zy9SYkRmI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Jg42FnMPkik/s72-c/Kenyon,+believe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340305516214023348.post-6049962086443140873</id><published>2010-04-26T18:13:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T18:25:05.628-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Who Wants it?'/><title type='text'>psh.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/S9Y6s6o_i2I/AAAAAAAAAHs/9ATYavZHSBo/s1600/Tim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/S9Y6s6o_i2I/AAAAAAAAAHs/9ATYavZHSBo/s320/Tim.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464619741190523746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deer woRld,&lt;br /&gt;why do I have the feeling things are playing out in our head, differently than the rest of the planet....nah, I'm lying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brain is functioning beautifully right now. Although the manifestations that come about every two or three times a day, get a bit tiresome; but its all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a difference between living in "La La Land" and Hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both are real, but only one of these places our savior been too.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get it? Jesus Shuttlesworth...La La.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm just sayin....there is nothing wrong with pure fantasy. Heck, me and the homies dream everyday. but you have to wake up....don't ignore them though. Why would dreams be placed within a human if he/she should never use them....Thats sheer ignorance on any parent that told anyone not to follow their dreams....F*ck Twitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I know somebody out there doesn't appreciate the language, but I really don't care. My purpose on this planet, is to provide a voice for those who may seem Ignored or overshadowed(if thats a real word...sweet) Just sayin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah...get yours world. I know I won't be able to claim this world mine until I have................eh. Tune in next time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POW!!!!!!!!,&lt;br /&gt;R(dot)Escobar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3340305516214023348-6049962086443140873?l=ipushkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/feeds/6049962086443140873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2010/04/psh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/6049962086443140873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/6049962086443140873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2010/04/psh.html' title='psh.....'/><author><name>R(dot)Escobar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835029241198856432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SoGqivjNAyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/c80lGi--Svc/S220/Villians.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/S9Y6s6o_i2I/AAAAAAAAAHs/9ATYavZHSBo/s72-c/Tim.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340305516214023348.post-7151542395383837</id><published>2010-04-22T20:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T20:54:55.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Deer world,                  i will be back soon. Promise.                       Ghost,                          R(dot)Escobar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3340305516214023348-7151542395383837?l=ipushkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/feeds/7151542395383837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2010/04/deer-world-i-will-be-back-soon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/7151542395383837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/7151542395383837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2010/04/deer-world-i-will-be-back-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>R(dot)Escobar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835029241198856432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SoGqivjNAyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/c80lGi--Svc/S220/Villians.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340305516214023348.post-1735977148236217264</id><published>2010-04-07T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T18:25:55.572-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bring Change'/><title type='text'>Knock A Man's House Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/S70wkDlyTKI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Pl9nG5LfZY4/s1600/SAM_0147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/S70wkDlyTKI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Pl9nG5LfZY4/s320/SAM_0147.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457571719440125090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deer woRld,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know its been a minute...matter of fact, its been too long. I'm becoming very impatient. I shouldn't be. But I am...Same ol thing everyday. Getting nowhere fast. Shortcuts only last when nowhere is the destination. I wish the treetops was where the glory was at. But if that was the case. Everybody would have a slice of that pie huh? Okay. I will hit y'all up tomorrow. Maybe the light from the sun will shine on this piss-poor city a little bit brighter....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until Then,&lt;br /&gt;R(dot)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3340305516214023348-1735977148236217264?l=ipushkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/feeds/1735977148236217264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2010/04/knock-mans-house-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/1735977148236217264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/1735977148236217264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2010/04/knock-mans-house-down.html' title='Knock A Man&apos;s House Down'/><author><name>R(dot)Escobar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835029241198856432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SoGqivjNAyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/c80lGi--Svc/S220/Villians.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/S70wkDlyTKI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Pl9nG5LfZY4/s72-c/SAM_0147.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340305516214023348.post-2646418229159953187</id><published>2010-03-16T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T18:45:34.153-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Strange'/><title type='text'>Timeless</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/S6AveAmP42I/AAAAAAAAAHY/ycW_YPkzxP0/s1600-h/Escobar+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/S6AveAmP42I/AAAAAAAAAHY/ycW_YPkzxP0/s320/Escobar+020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449407741721305954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deer woRld,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been an intriguing couple of daze now. The sun doesn't shine as much. Producing has been pretty much a bust off the rip, and none of my ninjas hit me back on the demo. Speaking of production. I've changed the name from "Liquid Avenue"( i've should of done my homework, there is this quartet somewhere in Chicago with the same name) to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mercury Darling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chill the f*** out people, i know folks don't follow this blog since i have nothing important to talk about or shoot porn so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mercury Darling is gonna be this joint with 19 classics aboard. Scientist have said that Mercury can pretty much combine with any element to form an amaglam(i hope i spelled that right) except for Gold and Platnium; the two things that define success in this so called "rap game." The same game most of my family members don't want me to be in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mercury also represents how hot i get when ninjas do stupid shit like slap me at Burger King or try to piss me off cause i dress different. Or the dumb ninjas that hate for absolutely no reason or who ask for money and never pay me back. You know; those type of ninjas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, since Mercury is the closest planet to the sun. It represents how close i am(or feel) to the light. It also represents how close we are to raising kids at an early age(suns). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more name changes. I already got the cover in my head, production should be at my disposial and the lyrical content is going to the one and only Freshon Malore and Ken Swifty Jr. Depending on whether or not my Top V(iLL)AN$ roster gets filled out. I might have some features...might.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone,&lt;br /&gt;R(dot)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3340305516214023348-2646418229159953187?l=ipushkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/feeds/2646418229159953187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2010/03/timeless.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/2646418229159953187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/2646418229159953187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2010/03/timeless.html' title='Timeless'/><author><name>R(dot)Escobar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835029241198856432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SoGqivjNAyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/c80lGi--Svc/S220/Villians.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/S6AveAmP42I/AAAAAAAAAHY/ycW_YPkzxP0/s72-c/Escobar+020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340305516214023348.post-744312795333713661</id><published>2010-03-08T18:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T22:25:41.784-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Im Here to stay'/><title type='text'>BITCH!!!!!</title><content type='html'>deer woRld, its here...niggas i'm here http://www.mediafire.com/file/oy2jidue5mi/Brown Mackie LP.zip Goodbye, R(dot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4f42d93602234025" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4f42d93602234025%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331674656%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D253A468EAEB67DD8B6373C79B27AA773FE3C5456.4575920EDA1A070368E9F69CF66CE1002C17FEDB%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4f42d93602234025%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DhiTrDA5cwi6YAd0P-yjgXgbraD0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed 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href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/feeds/744312795333713661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2010/03/bitch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/744312795333713661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/744312795333713661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2010/03/bitch.html' title='BITCH!!!!!'/><author><name>R(dot)Escobar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835029241198856432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SoGqivjNAyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/c80lGi--Svc/S220/Villians.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340305516214023348.post-3129013905627847152</id><published>2010-03-04T16:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T17:26:43.662-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ugh'/><title type='text'>The Long Away Great....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/S5BdyRupOSI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/99NEWD5EGrY/s1600-h/duncan_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/S5BdyRupOSI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/99NEWD5EGrY/s320/duncan_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444955067824814370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deer woRld,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again its the incredible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back again...and once again i have a very important announcement.&lt;br /&gt;Despite the fact i'm livin wit a roommate who has no idea what my name is and the other that continues to serenade terrible love songs to his girl only to pay for junk for to solidify their love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its getting pretty crazy over here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin once told me "once you get you some, it could change your whole frame of mind"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta leave the pure brown sugar alone. Real talk. I mean it might sound cool to say "Yeah i went through 12 rounds of poundin vag last night. Who needs porn or Call of Duty 4, when my girl got an ass like two gernades wrapped in the loins of an angel's in thigh." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean really...that is something i would love to say but....i got other important things to smash...like records or.....hell who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not making any excuses. I can get it when i need it, but right now, other things need to be fed rather than a nappy headed kid or me being tied down to some chick, questioning whether or not i love her or not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its getting real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention my Art teacher totally destroyed me today at pretty much everything. Just when you think you are slowly starting to progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NO LIL NIGGA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she didn't say that...but it sure did feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your best isn't really your best until someone pisses on it. The way you react to that; if you bottle up all the emotions and how you feel after being R.Kellyed(maybe that will catch on) then that my friend is your best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord Willin,&lt;br /&gt;R(dot)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3340305516214023348-3129013905627847152?l=ipushkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/feeds/3129013905627847152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2010/03/long-away-great.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/3129013905627847152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/3129013905627847152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2010/03/long-away-great.html' title='The Long Away Great....'/><author><name>R(dot)Escobar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835029241198856432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SoGqivjNAyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/c80lGi--Svc/S220/Villians.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/S5BdyRupOSI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/99NEWD5EGrY/s72-c/duncan_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340305516214023348.post-551849163110303808</id><published>2010-03-03T21:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T21:24:39.821-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beginnings'/><title type='text'>My Return</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/S49BkhoNiyI/AAAAAAAAAHI/OCd9kM4ZP00/s1600-h/iggas+is+scared+of+heights.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/S49BkhoNiyI/AAAAAAAAAHI/OCd9kM4ZP00/s320/iggas+is+scared+of+heights.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444642570272344866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deer woRld,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit is starting to get annoying. But i'm fine.&lt;br /&gt;The school is slowly gaining the upper advantage on me but i'm fine.&lt;br /&gt;Kids take my kindness for a weakness and once again.....i am so damn fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO tell you the truth. i'm not. &lt;br /&gt;I've decided to come back out of my brief(forced) retirement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to make an album.&lt;br /&gt;I would say this is some exclusive piff...but once again no one follows this blog.&lt;br /&gt;So...i'm going to tell you all the stuff thats going into this Legendary project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) It will be called "Liquid Avenue" it might sound weird but trust me. Its going to be dope as hell.&lt;br /&gt;2.) I will post pictures and exclusive(there goes that word again) on IPK and my Youtube account; which i will have up and ready by the later daze of March.&lt;br /&gt;3.) As far as marketing, don't worry about it. And all the production is going to be handle by none other than yours truly R(dot).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.) The big homie Freshon Malore and lil Wunderkid; Ken Swifty Jr. are going to be handling all the lyrical content. Lets just say its going to be cocaine music. The type of raw shiz that gets the blood pumping and a stiffy in yo pants...that includes you too ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes...all of this will be going down on Next week.&lt;br /&gt;I know its going to be a surprise for everyone but this is going to be my life-line right here.&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if i have to die for this...its going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who cares if it might be my last. Nobody cares if its going to be my first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats cool though. I'm gonna be me. This up and coming album is me.&lt;br /&gt;So....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets get this thing rollin....BIATCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GONE,&lt;br /&gt;r(dot)escobar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3340305516214023348-551849163110303808?l=ipushkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/feeds/551849163110303808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-return.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/551849163110303808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/551849163110303808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-return.html' title='My Return'/><author><name>R(dot)Escobar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835029241198856432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SoGqivjNAyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/c80lGi--Svc/S220/Villians.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/S49BkhoNiyI/AAAAAAAAAHI/OCd9kM4ZP00/s72-c/iggas+is+scared+of+heights.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340305516214023348.post-7380601414445670852</id><published>2010-02-27T20:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T20:43:17.163-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faithful'/><title type='text'>Gee Whiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/S4nxUMsIRbI/AAAAAAAAAHA/VdiYTZP9-qk/s1600-h/Julius.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 319px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/S4nxUMsIRbI/AAAAAAAAAHA/VdiYTZP9-qk/s320/Julius.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443146953959949746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deer global,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we back like the rear part of a nintendo....&lt;br /&gt;damn that was wack.&lt;br /&gt;So i'm workin at it again.&lt;br /&gt;An Album.&lt;br /&gt;Haters rejoyce...&lt;br /&gt;Girls...prepare to get moist...timeout...that came out wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. Things is slightly on the up and ups.&lt;br /&gt;I'm beginning my career as a budding producer, i'm not doin drugs/trippin on acid or LSD. I don't have a girlfriend/VD. No kids. Still a fruitful virgin(GASP)&lt;br /&gt;Yea i said it,,,,biatch!&lt;br /&gt;I don't care neither. I can get it when i want to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YO check this out. So i'm in art and my Teacher Ms. Hollis pops in this DVD of this cat named Daniel Johnston. Now mind you, i never heard of this cat, nor do i really care cause i'm thinkin its just some nigga that paint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know how now. No one can remember life before the internet or Playstation? &lt;br /&gt;Well after watchin that movie...i can sort of ask myself the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What was life like before i saw this flick?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean it was crazy. Dispite the fact he went mentally ill due to depression. Daniel is just like me. We are always told we can't live off our dreams, called bums, can't get the girl we want, but all these things make us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i'm gonna have to obtain like 55 Grammys in order for you (and i do mean YOU) to get your affection. Thats cool. I love a go chase. Go ahead and settle for the anti-Superman...Bizzaro. I'm still in Clark Kent form...bump that. Bruce Wayne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might not have as many logos on my shit or have the ability to obtain a suffient college education to attract your interest...but in the end. Yo boy got nathan on me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may never ever be able to claim you as my bride or some stuff like that. But its the thrill of the chase. The ability to say..."Nope i don't have her yet." To keep believin that every time i hit any stage or make progress. I'm makin you regret the very day you chose that lil nigga over me....and its not revenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In some weird way...I think its called Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm no longer the second option or stuck in the friend zone.&lt;br /&gt;I am Freshon Malore.&lt;br /&gt;BIATCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;(god i love that word)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That Dude,&lt;br /&gt;R(dot)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3340305516214023348-7380601414445670852?l=ipushkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/feeds/7380601414445670852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2010/02/gee-whiz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/7380601414445670852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/7380601414445670852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2010/02/gee-whiz.html' title='Gee Whiz'/><author><name>R(dot)Escobar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835029241198856432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SoGqivjNAyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/c80lGi--Svc/S220/Villians.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/S4nxUMsIRbI/AAAAAAAAAHA/VdiYTZP9-qk/s72-c/Julius.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340305516214023348.post-2976766284442811707</id><published>2010-02-20T16:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T16:29:32.736-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hate'/><title type='text'>Can I Get....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/S4B-VMvJkuI/AAAAAAAAAG4/JuAzARdn_7A/s1600-h/Sheed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/S4B-VMvJkuI/AAAAAAAAAG4/JuAzARdn_7A/s320/Sheed.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440487252524896994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deer woRld,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate being angry. you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i might keep this one short today. Saturday sessions suppose to be a good thing but once again i can't get a break from sh**.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skills or Bills?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money or Love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep these seperate, because once mixed up....&lt;br /&gt;....you fill it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone,&lt;br /&gt;R(dot)Escobar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3340305516214023348-2976766284442811707?l=ipushkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/feeds/2976766284442811707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2010/02/can-i-get.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/2976766284442811707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/2976766284442811707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2010/02/can-i-get.html' title='Can I Get....'/><author><name>R(dot)Escobar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835029241198856432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SoGqivjNAyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/c80lGi--Svc/S220/Villians.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/S4B-VMvJkuI/AAAAAAAAAG4/JuAzARdn_7A/s72-c/Sheed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340305516214023348.post-6389206945255992884</id><published>2010-02-19T16:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T17:11:41.313-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Why Do I...'/><title type='text'>Forever Redshirt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/S382waszFeI/AAAAAAAAAGw/IKoq4zytgUI/s1600-h/Angels.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/S382waszFeI/AAAAAAAAAGw/IKoq4zytgUI/s320/Angels.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440127080315688418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deer woRld,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what up folks....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Far Gone has been goin on the rotation heavy lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time. &lt;br /&gt;One investment in my pockets, that i don't have.&lt;br /&gt;Its getting ridiculous. &lt;br /&gt;they promise me one thing.&lt;br /&gt;and give me another. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y'all can have my money, but my soul is a different ballgame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patience is the key. Its everything. And sure, i got big dreams as much as the next kid. But to play with my heart is a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been on the sideline for the past 6-7 years.&lt;br /&gt;I've past the rock when the game is on the line.&lt;br /&gt;I've took the fall for the team.&lt;br /&gt;I stepped out the spotlight to give others whom i don't neccessarily care for a chance to shine.&lt;br /&gt;I'm bankin so much on the future. All this might sound selfish, but you got to be a selfish person to give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Black Diamond Bracelets...showin you the basics"&lt;br /&gt;Enough is enough. I gotta take over.&lt;br /&gt;Blaze my own trail...create my own path.&lt;br /&gt;And even though this might be a realization for me...it should be for you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really am living an experiment. &lt;br /&gt;I'm watchin a train wreck 19 years in the making. I'm witnessing this.&lt;br /&gt;I am that train crash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"24 Hours from greatness...i'm that close"&lt;br /&gt;I've been playin too long....&lt;br /&gt;way too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO,&lt;br /&gt;Rakim Escobar(1999-2010)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3340305516214023348-6389206945255992884?l=ipushkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/feeds/6389206945255992884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2010/02/forever-redshirt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/6389206945255992884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/6389206945255992884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2010/02/forever-redshirt.html' title='Forever Redshirt'/><author><name>R(dot)Escobar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835029241198856432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SoGqivjNAyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/c80lGi--Svc/S220/Villians.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/S382waszFeI/AAAAAAAAAGw/IKoq4zytgUI/s72-c/Angels.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340305516214023348.post-7708583328996938904</id><published>2010-02-18T17:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T18:13:20.758-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='No Miss'/><title type='text'>Represent!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/S33yQrS2bYI/AAAAAAAAAGo/sAvZv1lhow8/s1600-h/So+Far+Escobar.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 231px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/S33yQrS2bYI/AAAAAAAAAGo/sAvZv1lhow8/s320/So+Far+Escobar.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439770293247044994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deer woRld,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live from the Campus of.....sorry, folks out there is watchin the way we move. therefore i cannot release the exact location.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sh** is real. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I once heard its harder to make friends as you get older, and at first i thought that was bull, but once i enrolled here. I slowly started to realize that might be true. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody has these "walls"...almost like some American Gladiator stuff. Like you need to jump through loops in order to be lightway cool with them. And even after that, whatever you do...still isn't good enough since the standard of being a best friend these daze is so high. not even the highest of high could achieve. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laugh when people treat me funny. or when my ideas are considered garbage or my pockets are in question or a chick don't consider me their type cause most ninjas out here got more logos on they jeans than i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just laugh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't nothing i can do about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to wish i had a time machine, so that i can go back in time to become the most popular dude in school. But why would i want to do that. I realize that the place and time I'm in now. These people ain't worth my popularity...no disrespect.  Not that i want that type of fame cause all of it is overrate anyway. I've seen great people fall at the hands of people they tried to entertain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again...i just laugh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see something in the future that most people in their current state of mind can't possibly imagine...no lie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not braggin, i'm not talkin about putting my team on. I'm damn for sure not talkin about livin in the lights just for women to crawl all over me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is only one train ride down the track that i'm headed down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried. Honestly...i've tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To bring along my best friend, but the only relevance in our friendship is time. Memories is just memories. And the love ain't the same. We on two different planes right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried to bring my friends. But after havin no cash, whip or hoes....&lt;br /&gt;That was a bust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So like i said. I'm already aboard. The only thing to worry about now is time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never seen anything set in stone except what we are about to embark on right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the images, live for the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghost,&lt;br /&gt;Rakim Escobar 1991-2009&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3340305516214023348-7708583328996938904?l=ipushkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/feeds/7708583328996938904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2010/02/represent.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/7708583328996938904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/7708583328996938904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2010/02/represent.html' title='Represent!'/><author><name>R(dot)Escobar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835029241198856432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SoGqivjNAyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/c80lGi--Svc/S220/Villians.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/S33yQrS2bYI/AAAAAAAAAGo/sAvZv1lhow8/s72-c/So+Far+Escobar.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340305516214023348.post-3871023929685874852</id><published>2010-02-15T09:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T09:51:24.699-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Seven 4seven'/><title type='text'>Serving Freedom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/S3mJWL7S5qI/AAAAAAAAAGg/XnSZp6jioxs/s1600-h/carter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/S3mJWL7S5qI/AAAAAAAAAGg/XnSZp6jioxs/s320/carter.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438529039278204578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deer WoRld,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats going on folks. This is the last day of sanity for us here at Top V(iLL)AN@. School is on the horizon...and as we get closer to the day we actuallly move there, fear and excitement rushes through our veins like a bunch of piss-stained children( that didn't make any sense)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Day; Everything is going to make sense. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During our absense of school, i studied the kids and the peers around me, and to tell you the truth. These kids need a leader; adults included. We all lookin for answers and rather than looking at ourselves, we tend to put our hopes and dreams and invest them into somebody else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nathan wrong with that...its just WHO are those dreams/hopes going into?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My studies aren't complete therefore i must continue to ride this Bad Luck Truck through the lands we hope to explore as time blaze on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So until we meet again, Hang on out there in the world of scare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghost,&lt;br /&gt;R(dot)Escobar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3340305516214023348-3871023929685874852?l=ipushkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/feeds/3871023929685874852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2010/02/serving-freedom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/3871023929685874852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/3871023929685874852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2010/02/serving-freedom.html' title='Serving Freedom'/><author><name>R(dot)Escobar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835029241198856432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SoGqivjNAyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/c80lGi--Svc/S220/Villians.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/S3mJWL7S5qI/AAAAAAAAAGg/XnSZp6jioxs/s72-c/carter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340305516214023348.post-6732282462748278487</id><published>2010-02-05T14:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T14:20:32.527-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Next'/><title type='text'>Wonderin if I'll Live another 19</title><content type='html'>Deer World,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my born day has arrived. and soon will fade into its past glories of much hated and achieved born days. Its kinda ironic that on this very day. "Dream Day" out in Oakland is going on as we speak, in memory of the late Great Mike Francisco. May dreams blaze on like guns do....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;R(dot)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3340305516214023348-6732282462748278487?l=ipushkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/feeds/6732282462748278487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2010/02/wonderin-if-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/6732282462748278487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/6732282462748278487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2010/02/wonderin-if-i.html' title='Wonderin if I&apos;ll Live another 19'/><author><name>R(dot)Escobar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835029241198856432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SoGqivjNAyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/c80lGi--Svc/S220/Villians.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340305516214023348.post-4229616328401887025</id><published>2009-11-21T20:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T20:44:55.607-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grew 3 Years Down'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/Swi-sVwX3NI/AAAAAAAAADM/-8oXTnEGYww/s1600/travel_kentucky2_800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 179px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/Swi-sVwX3NI/AAAAAAAAADM/-8oXTnEGYww/s320/travel_kentucky2_800.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406781021621837010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deer ameRica,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the future is up in the air right now. The things on the screen, such as MTV playin the ol bullshiz again. Since when did Elroy Jetson become a sexual refrence. You tellin me a group of niggas agreed to a hook that involved Elroy Jetson and sex; not only in the same sentence...but an actual hook? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's getting pretty bad. The whole situation that is. The state of hip-hop...rap. I think thats what they call it. Far from dead, but with the doubt being a common trait amongst humans. Honestly, i wouldn't be mad if someone or something told me hip-hop is currently deceased/////blaze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently aware that in this world, you need your good and your bad, but damn. I'm no prophet nor savior...hate to say it, but....all we can do is hope///on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghost,&lt;br /&gt;The Akron Bravado&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3340305516214023348-4229616328401887025?l=ipushkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/feeds/4229616328401887025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2009/11/deer-america-future-is-up-in-air-right.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/4229616328401887025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/4229616328401887025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2009/11/deer-america-future-is-up-in-air-right.html' title=''/><author><name>R(dot)Escobar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835029241198856432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SoGqivjNAyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/c80lGi--Svc/S220/Villians.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/Swi-sVwX3NI/AAAAAAAAADM/-8oXTnEGYww/s72-c/travel_kentucky2_800.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340305516214023348.post-6142129043460227817</id><published>2009-11-08T18:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T18:54:47.141-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clear the Runway'/><title type='text'>Split Decision</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SveC5uZjZCI/AAAAAAAAADE/gIpWX1M4mxA/s1600-h/damn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SveC5uZjZCI/AAAAAAAAADE/gIpWX1M4mxA/s320/damn.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401930206273561634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deer ameRica,&lt;br /&gt;"I don't want my moms to cry, but in order for me to live...my dreams need to stay alive."- Freshon Malore.  Why can't we be that "1 and a Million" ameRica? I just don't understand. The fight against my fam just seems harder than the fight for indivisuality in high school. Whatever the case may be, I'm not giving up on my childhood dreams. Matter of fact, no one should. Stay Alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghost,&lt;br /&gt;R)dotEscobar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3340305516214023348-6142129043460227817?l=ipushkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/feeds/6142129043460227817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2009/11/split-decision.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/6142129043460227817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/6142129043460227817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2009/11/split-decision.html' title='Split Decision'/><author><name>R(dot)Escobar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835029241198856432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SoGqivjNAyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/c80lGi--Svc/S220/Villians.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SveC5uZjZCI/AAAAAAAAADE/gIpWX1M4mxA/s72-c/damn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340305516214023348.post-6413779751409208805</id><published>2009-11-05T18:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T18:50:02.368-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Plastic Gun Carryin'/><title type='text'>Slingin Rocks on Writers' Block</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SvONSI7NnmI/AAAAAAAAAC8/7fo0reRAu28/s1600-h/Inferno.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 281px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SvONSI7NnmI/AAAAAAAAAC8/7fo0reRAu28/s320/Inferno.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400815720920358498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deer ameRica,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats goin on fellow V(iLL)AN$ and V(iLL)ANe$$....&lt;br /&gt;don't really have anything on my mind. Its been pretty vacant up in the membrane for quite a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could it be the sheltered lifestyle that consumes me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows...i mean really. The same stuff everyday, trying to obtain self-purpose and worth on a planet that doesn't necessarily accept "weirdos." Quoting folks that i attended high(Low)school with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questionable i tell ya. How do you fall when you already fallen? Umm...good question. Very good question. I might never have the answer for that, but i got to keep goin. So much is on the line, yet We have nothing to lose...HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghost,&lt;br /&gt;R(dot)Escobar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3340305516214023348-6413779751409208805?l=ipushkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/feeds/6413779751409208805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2009/11/slingin-rocks-on-writers-block.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/6413779751409208805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/6413779751409208805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2009/11/slingin-rocks-on-writers-block.html' title='Slingin Rocks on Writers&apos; Block'/><author><name>R(dot)Escobar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835029241198856432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SoGqivjNAyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/c80lGi--Svc/S220/Villians.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SvONSI7NnmI/AAAAAAAAAC8/7fo0reRAu28/s72-c/Inferno.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340305516214023348.post-2983582412241432448</id><published>2009-11-04T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T21:21:53.315-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Smashin Pumpkins'/><title type='text'>Cash Is Everything...vol.27</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SvJfgqUPCbI/AAAAAAAAAC0/1L2F6748wAw/s1600-h/Congrads2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 344px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SvJfgqUPCbI/AAAAAAAAAC0/1L2F6748wAw/s400/Congrads2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400483917890259378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deer ameRica,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the New York Yankees(Bankees) won the World Series.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Stadium, $423.5 Million Dollars of Payroll...Jigga and Ms. Keys performing half-time of Game 2. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all these facts...cash seriously might be everything....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghost,&lt;br /&gt;R(dot)Escobar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3340305516214023348-2983582412241432448?l=ipushkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/feeds/2983582412241432448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2009/11/cash-is-everythingvol27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/2983582412241432448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/2983582412241432448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2009/11/cash-is-everythingvol27.html' title='Cash Is Everything...vol.27'/><author><name>R(dot)Escobar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835029241198856432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SoGqivjNAyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/c80lGi--Svc/S220/Villians.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SvJfgqUPCbI/AAAAAAAAAC0/1L2F6748wAw/s72-c/Congrads2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340305516214023348.post-8488270705459574173</id><published>2009-11-04T18:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T18:39:06.758-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cap Lock Shiv'/><title type='text'>Til February Do Us Part</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SvI5ho71g0I/AAAAAAAAACs/8FPFp9mmic0/s1600-h/Chesta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 321px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SvI5ho71g0I/AAAAAAAAACs/8FPFp9mmic0/s400/Chesta.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400442153257501506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deer ameRica,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we figured since pretty much about 1.3% or less of the world/ameRica actually follows this blog. Its time to vent...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February is going to be that month. We just got that gut feeling. A lot of kiddos have been askin about what exactly do we mean "gut feeling" since this so call journey to follow our dreams is floating on a "gut feeling." I don't know...but all i can say is; and i do speak on the behave of the V(iLL)AN$....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE TIRED OF BEING BROKE!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;R(dot)NExtium&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3340305516214023348-8488270705459574173?l=ipushkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/feeds/8488270705459574173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2009/11/til-february-do-us-part.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/8488270705459574173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/8488270705459574173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2009/11/til-february-do-us-part.html' title='Til February Do Us Part'/><author><name>R(dot)Escobar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835029241198856432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SoGqivjNAyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/c80lGi--Svc/S220/Villians.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SvI5ho71g0I/AAAAAAAAACs/8FPFp9mmic0/s72-c/Chesta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340305516214023348.post-2037311336758137179</id><published>2009-11-03T18:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T18:55:23.945-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cap Lock Shiv'/><title type='text'>Its been a minute...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SvDsqIyZrjI/AAAAAAAAABw/KGDrSUYuqL8/s1600-h/Len+Bias.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400076161874767410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SvDsqIyZrjI/AAAAAAAAABw/KGDrSUYuqL8/s400/Len+Bias.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Welcome to the 100Acre Hood,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whats going on fellow V(iLL)AN$ and V(iLL)ANess....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two words...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm back....bitches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Turns out, during my 3 month hiatus...thing are still the same. Money is still an issue(as if it ain't) Female problems are at a all-time high/low. And dreams aren't necessarly relevant anymore...at least thats what they tell us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today's lesson: There are no such things as a "Sure Shot" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;example: Washington Hall, 1986&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ghost,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;R(dot)NExT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3340305516214023348-2037311336758137179?l=ipushkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/feeds/2037311336758137179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-been-minute.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/2037311336758137179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/2037311336758137179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-been-minute.html' title='Its been a minute...'/><author><name>R(dot)Escobar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835029241198856432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SoGqivjNAyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/c80lGi--Svc/S220/Villians.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SvDsqIyZrjI/AAAAAAAAABw/KGDrSUYuqL8/s72-c/Len+Bias.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340305516214023348.post-3482321037552645947</id><published>2009-09-07T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T19:56:40.408-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cap Lock Shiv'/><title type='text'>Plastic Eagles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SqXGxX45ITI/AAAAAAAAABo/e-g5tOvGRuQ/s1600-h/The_Drive.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378923881492455730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 432px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SqXGxX45ITI/AAAAAAAAABo/e-g5tOvGRuQ/s400/The_Drive.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deer ameRica,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Merry Labour Day....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ladies....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had this kind of feeling today. A dream almost. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Drive...the opposite recieving end at least....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gotta keep moving i suppose...details later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thad Matta but mo Propa,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;R(dot)Escobar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3340305516214023348-3482321037552645947?l=ipushkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/feeds/3482321037552645947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2009/09/plastic-eagles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/3482321037552645947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/3482321037552645947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2009/09/plastic-eagles.html' title='Plastic Eagles'/><author><name>R(dot)Escobar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835029241198856432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SoGqivjNAyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/c80lGi--Svc/S220/Villians.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SqXGxX45ITI/AAAAAAAAABo/e-g5tOvGRuQ/s72-c/The_Drive.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340305516214023348.post-8373576854993007530</id><published>2009-09-02T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T20:13:33.041-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Might Force'/><title type='text'>Spazz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/Sp8xGNgJOVI/AAAAAAAAABg/iDP0_h0sYqc/s1600-h/Sweet+Taste.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377070462877120850" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 433px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/Sp8xGNgJOVI/AAAAAAAAABg/iDP0_h0sYqc/s400/Sweet+Taste.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;deer ameRica,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the past couple of days have been goin pretty darn smooth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a flippin surprise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As you can see in this picture right of we. We are on a mission to obtain this sort of satisfactory everyday for the rest of our natural born lives...seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Simply by doing what we were born to do....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be V(iLL)AN$.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So...like the end of each episode of AmeRica's Funniest Home Videos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a mission for you ameRica....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;become a V(iLL)AN....(please don't go out and kill somebody, we mean be originators of anything that you feel is right)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ghost&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baby Du'MARZ}{&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3340305516214023348-8373576854993007530?l=ipushkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/feeds/8373576854993007530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2009/09/spazz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/8373576854993007530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/8373576854993007530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2009/09/spazz.html' title='Spazz'/><author><name>R(dot)Escobar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835029241198856432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SoGqivjNAyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/c80lGi--Svc/S220/Villians.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/Sp8xGNgJOVI/AAAAAAAAABg/iDP0_h0sYqc/s72-c/Sweet+Taste.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340305516214023348.post-2983068854395687370</id><published>2009-09-01T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T20:39:43.091-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='USC'/><title type='text'>Head Over Hills</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/Sp3mpUed6FI/AAAAAAAAABY/V2A13sWapQY/s1600-h/usc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376707127695763538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 376px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/Sp3mpUed6FI/AAAAAAAAABY/V2A13sWapQY/s400/usc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deer ameRica,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its been a minute ameRica...apologies. Seems as if 0ur contributions aren't good enough....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Laughter)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your welcome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Childhood glories should be left in your childhood... seems as if grown cats in there middle age time of their lives feel the need to question/challenge ours....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once again....(Laughter)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess this is a taste of what you kids call "buzz"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm...interesting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ghost&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;{Baby Du-MARZ}&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3340305516214023348-2983068854395687370?l=ipushkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/feeds/2983068854395687370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2009/09/head-over-hills.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/2983068854395687370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/2983068854395687370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2009/09/head-over-hills.html' title='Head Over Hills'/><author><name>R(dot)Escobar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835029241198856432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SoGqivjNAyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/c80lGi--Svc/S220/Villians.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/Sp3mpUed6FI/AAAAAAAAABY/V2A13sWapQY/s72-c/usc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340305516214023348.post-6538321148283100612</id><published>2009-08-18T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T08:39:36.137-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GO'/><title type='text'>Vin Diesel's Love LetteR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SorI6_ves8I/AAAAAAAAABQ/3BmuRaifyAo/s1600-h/c17--the-four-champions.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371326421461283778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SorI6_ves8I/AAAAAAAAABQ/3BmuRaifyAo/s400/c17--the-four-champions.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deer ameRica,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a lil bit of We is getting better(i think). The time is here where college football is of the essence, and your so called friends is leaving for college while you have 3 dollars and 88 cents to your name, while trying to bank on a dream 2/3rds of your family said you need to give up. On top of that...girls is on the team like red shirted freshman quarter backs. As you can see(read) times is getting a lil crazier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Daze of summer is fading. Along with our respect, dreams, and ink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tell you the truth, the creativity is still there...at least...we think so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We Brett Favre right now. Just give us a shot. We feel as though we still got something to prove, The skill is there, We just need the right folks around us(behind us...V(iLL)an$ all day) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So WE say to you ameRica...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep dancing. Stay strong out there. When others fade, leave....don't follow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kreate your own path. Even if it means killing someone(syche)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ghost, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;R(dot)Escobar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3340305516214023348-6538321148283100612?l=ipushkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/feeds/6538321148283100612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2009/08/vin-diesels-love-letter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/6538321148283100612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/6538321148283100612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2009/08/vin-diesels-love-letter.html' title='Vin Diesel&apos;s Love LetteR'/><author><name>R(dot)Escobar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835029241198856432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SoGqivjNAyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/c80lGi--Svc/S220/Villians.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SorI6_ves8I/AAAAAAAAABQ/3BmuRaifyAo/s72-c/c17--the-four-champions.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340305516214023348.post-2733136141646033538</id><published>2009-08-16T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T19:06:20.260-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MegaMan x4'/><title type='text'>Lie Sense to Kill</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/Soi5HCGtmyI/AAAAAAAAABI/vonMdPiLnXs/s1600-h/battle_of_planets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/Soi5HCGtmyI/AAAAAAAAABI/vonMdPiLnXs/s400/battle_of_planets.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370746086114564898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deer ameRica,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what up ameRica.... never felt so alone in our life. At first we thought if we place more friends around us we wouldn't have this felling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but... thats not the case.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After hanging around different kinds of people; from friends to family to random strangers...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this question popped in our head as we slowly saw that we became the outcasts in each crowd we placed ourselves in...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the question was asked( awhile ago) whether or not animals had souls. The kid that asks the question was told no...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So since, WE have greater chances of being embraced by different animals such as dogs, cats, and sometimes baby mongooses( not to be on that Eliza Thornberry ish)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do WE have souls to begin with... or is it the so called friends we chose to be around?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't Think about it. Think About it. We love the people, but with no love getting received back, you start to wonder. Maybe some animals do have dreams...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dreams of being something more than what they are programmed to do... oh do WE wonder. Are WE mere mortals or beasts. The beauty in that question can only be revealed to the world throughout time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But if time is eternal....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then eternity is what its going to take for you all to start believing/understanding in us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn... maybe the world(you ameRica) is destined to be left in the dark. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ghost,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;R(nit pick at WE)Escobar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3340305516214023348-2733136141646033538?l=ipushkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/feeds/2733136141646033538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2009/08/lie-sense-to-kill.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/2733136141646033538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/2733136141646033538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2009/08/lie-sense-to-kill.html' title='Lie Sense to Kill'/><author><name>R(dot)Escobar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835029241198856432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SoGqivjNAyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/c80lGi--Svc/S220/Villians.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/Soi5HCGtmyI/AAAAAAAAABI/vonMdPiLnXs/s72-c/battle_of_planets.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340305516214023348.post-5288849111640380236</id><published>2009-08-15T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T22:34:14.786-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ladies...?'/><title type='text'>SeLF only Demonstrates</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SoeaPZPCWGI/AAAAAAAAABA/bpSKDT4XZa4/s1600-h/Sec....jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370430669925275746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SoeaPZPCWGI/AAAAAAAAABA/bpSKDT4XZa4/s400/Sec....jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deer ameRica,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;its been a ruff week(shout out to the Ruff Ryder Community). No dough, the fam is slowly getting on my last, and on top of that...these chicks is quick to fall in love wit a dude. Not sayin thats wrong or nothing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;R(dot) gots love for the womens...seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but...real talk. We gotta stop rushing into things like this. I understand life might be short and all, and that people are (not desperate) but urgent to find their...soulmate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not sayin thats wrong or that love/soulmates don't exist(granted)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All that is being said is that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;slow motion is better than no motion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We used to be in the exact same position last year around this time. Girl on our mind 24/7, wondering if this was the chick we've been having them dreams about when we was 11, trying to figure out how we managed to live 17 years of our life without this person( i know...we had it bad)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But after being afraid to ask her out before the start of summer, a cut short dance at Winter Formal, mixed messages during practice, and being turned down for prom(NOTE: she was dateless 4 weeks prior to prom) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it hit we....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We gotta slow down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We slowly began asking ourselves....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How in the heck can WE take care of this chick...when WE can't even take care of WEself(laughs).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yep. From that moment on, We decided to set our mind to accomplish our dream; not in spite of all the bad things that happened to we during the time we was messing with this female, but to fuel the drive on the road of getting there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Follow?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So before you take that plunge ameRica...ask yourself...Slow Motion or no Motion?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ghost, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;R(dot)Escobar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3340305516214023348-5288849111640380236?l=ipushkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/feeds/5288849111640380236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2009/08/self-only-demonstrates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/5288849111640380236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/5288849111640380236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2009/08/self-only-demonstrates.html' title='SeLF only Demonstrates'/><author><name>R(dot)Escobar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835029241198856432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SoGqivjNAyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/c80lGi--Svc/S220/Villians.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SoeaPZPCWGI/AAAAAAAAABA/bpSKDT4XZa4/s72-c/Sec....jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340305516214023348.post-5384498344291691541</id><published>2009-08-11T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T20:51:25.136-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Plastic Gun Carryin'/><title type='text'>Summer of Dust</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SoI8IUWgtdI/AAAAAAAAAA4/RhVHpJaSKT4/s1600-h/VY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368919819378800082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SoI8IUWgtdI/AAAAAAAAAA4/RhVHpJaSKT4/s400/VY.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deer ameRica,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;grown up these past few and subtle glory daze of summer. the haze and weed smoke(smog is more like it) is slowly lifting its presence off my outlook on our future of WE &amp;amp; THE CITY....and ameRica...its lookin pretty dam(n) good. but there is still some concerns. from a young g's perspective: people are giving up on their dreams. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                    whatever happened to those dreams you had as a child....? bring those times back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was written man...bring those lines back(shout out to Lu)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Failure is a scary son of a bunny...but let WE nibble on yo ear for a second...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This kid....name? lets say Shabazz(not Detroit Red...this is just a simulation)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;through out his child hood(no lie), every living opportunity or monumental moment Shabazz had was similar to Craig Ehlo or The Drive or even Red Right 88(the opposite end of those) but no matter how bad the odds stood up against him or how many people said We(me and him that is) were gonna fail....We managed to prevail.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;for our dreams and how WE achieve those dreams ameRica is the payoff....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;as late heads would say around the way...That's where the money is at(heh heh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stay Strong...our hearts might go cold...but our mics don't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ghost,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;R(dot)Escobar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3340305516214023348-5384498344291691541?l=ipushkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/feeds/5384498344291691541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2009/08/summer-of-dust.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/5384498344291691541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/5384498344291691541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2009/08/summer-of-dust.html' title='Summer of Dust'/><author><name>R(dot)Escobar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835029241198856432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SoGqivjNAyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/c80lGi--Svc/S220/Villians.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SoI8IUWgtdI/AAAAAAAAAA4/RhVHpJaSKT4/s72-c/VY.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3340305516214023348.post-8226408886247232289</id><published>2009-08-11T00:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T00:43:35.222-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first'/><title type='text'>AN IMPOSSIBLE FEAT AND I REPEAT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SoEgj5R-yzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QkgIHdndSmQ/s1600-h/Band.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368608031846091570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SoEgj5R-yzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QkgIHdndSmQ/s400/Band.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deer ameRica,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what up world...and to the other side of the globe...good mourning(no puns intended...at least i think) This is the first ever KEYWORD: EVER, post of the glorious R(dot)Escobar aka Ken Swifty aka KidjudoFlip aka RADARspelledBackwards aka The YoungTouchdown aka AKA(seriously) The purpose of this blog is to hit the word in the mouth with the real. No BS, nathan but the finest opinions from yours truly. Everything from Women, Hip Hop, Music, Politics, SPORTS, Life, and Black People. We here at Top V(iLL)ANS only recognize one thing: Greatness. and on that note, i say to you welcome.&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ghost,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;R(dot)Escobar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3340305516214023348-8226408886247232289?l=ipushkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/feeds/8226408886247232289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2009/08/impossible-feat-and-i-repeat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/8226408886247232289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3340305516214023348/posts/default/8226408886247232289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ipushkids.blogspot.com/2009/08/impossible-feat-and-i-repeat.html' title='AN IMPOSSIBLE FEAT AND I REPEAT'/><author><name>R(dot)Escobar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02835029241198856432</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SoGqivjNAyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/c80lGi--Svc/S220/Villians.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnhUwWhgCNw/SoEgj5R-yzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QkgIHdndSmQ/s72-c/Band.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
