Gee Whiz

deer global,

we back like the rear part of a nintendo....
damn that was wack.
So i'm workin at it again.
An Album.
Haters rejoyce...
Girls...prepare to get moist...timeout...that came out wrong.
Anyways. Things is slightly on the up and ups.
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)
Yea i said it,,,,biatch!
I don't care neither. I can get it when i want to.

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.

But you know how now. No one can remember life before the internet or Playstation?
Well after watchin that movie...i can sort of ask myself the same thing.

"What was life like before i saw this flick?"

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.

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.

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.

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.

In some weird way...I think its called Love.

I'm no longer the second option or stuck in the friend zone.
I am Freshon Malore.
BIATCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(god i love that word)

That Dude,
R(dot)

Can I Get....

deer woRld,

i hate being angry. you?

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**.

Skills or Bills?

Money or Love?

Keep these seperate, because once mixed up....
....you fill it in.

Gone,
R(dot)Escobar

Forever Redshirt

Deer woRld,

what up folks....

So Far Gone has been goin on the rotation heavy lately.

Time.
One investment in my pockets, that i don't have.
Its getting ridiculous.
they promise me one thing.
and give me another.

y'all can have my money, but my soul is a different ballgame.

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.

I've been on the sideline for the past 6-7 years.
I've past the rock when the game is on the line.
I've took the fall for the team.
I stepped out the spotlight to give others whom i don't neccessarily care for a chance to shine.
I'm bankin so much on the future. All this might sound selfish, but you got to be a selfish person to give.

"Black Diamond Bracelets...showin you the basics"
Enough is enough. I gotta take over.
Blaze my own trail...create my own path.
And even though this might be a realization for me...it should be for you too.

I really am living an experiment.
I'm watchin a train wreck 19 years in the making. I'm witnessing this.
I am that train crash.

"24 Hours from greatness...i'm that close"
I've been playin too long....
way too long.

GO,
Rakim Escobar(1999-2010)

Represent!

Deer woRld,

Live from the Campus of.....sorry, folks out there is watchin the way we move. therefore i cannot release the exact location.

Sh** is real.

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.

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.

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.

I just laugh...

Ain't nothing i can do about it.

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.

Once again...i just laugh.

I see something in the future that most people in their current state of mind can't possibly imagine...no lie.

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.

There is only one train ride down the track that i'm headed down.

I've tried. Honestly...i've tried.

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.

I've tried to bring my friends. But after havin no cash, whip or hoes....
That was a bust.

So like i said. I'm already aboard. The only thing to worry about now is time.

I never seen anything set in stone except what we are about to embark on right now.

Enjoy the images, live for the moment.

Ghost,
Rakim Escobar 1991-2009

Serving Freedom

Deer WoRld,

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)

One Day; Everything is going to make sense.

I hope.

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...

Nathan wrong with that...its just WHO are those dreams/hopes going into?

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

So until we meet again, Hang on out there in the world of scare

Ghost,
R(dot)Escobar

Wonderin if I'll Live another 19

Deer World,

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....


Peace,
R(dot)