Area Code: 973 State: NJ School: HS Grade: 12 Web Site: NuTang Food: Italian, Chinese, Sushi Drink: Pepsi, LiveWire, Dr.Pepper NBA Team: New Orleans Hornets Player: JR Smith, Dan Dickau NFL Team: Carolina Panthers

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Foo Fighters, Nirvana, Queens of the Stone Age, Everclear, Stone Temple Pilots, Linkin Park, Local H, Radiohead, Three Doors Down, U2, Incubus, Bone Thugs N Harmony, Juelz Santana, Jay-z, Lloyd Banks, Young Buck

About me:
Yo...let you hear me spit it... I was raised in the ghetto, many tough times. was trapped in a world of chaos and crime. No shelter, no food, and no education. I turned to spittin, as my dedication. I spit gangster raps to reflect my life. Spit about killing someone's son and wife. Sent to juvi at age 6 for drug charges. They sent me to an asylum as my rage enlarges. Killed two cops in the cell. I knew I was going to hell. Then I started writing raps on death row. I spit about getting revenge on the popo. I writhed my way out of the prison bars. Like a snake with no backbone reaching for the stars. I ran my way into the woods. The FBI tracked me down, but its all good. I shot them all, making it 23 murders under me belt. When I killed them, satisfaction was what I felt. I escaped to the streets of NYC. To escape the NYPD, I went to the Big Easy. I lived the high life on Bourbon Street. I freestyled my raps to the hip hop beat. Down in Nawlins, Cash $ spotted me. They took me under their wings to make me the newest signee. Little did I know, that Mannie Fresh was a nark. All I wanted to do was make my mark. Mannie reported me in for drug charges and murder. "Yo I have that fugitive, DC," I heard him murmur. I checked the caller ID log, he had convos with the police force. He was a traitor, I heard from an unidentified source. Then, Lil' Wayne had a very clever scheme to save me. He bought tickets to Vietnam, and he'd go with me. Then at the airport, we were stopped by security. All of a sudden, we started running cuz we were acting all witty. But Lil' Wayne was shot by someone. It was a cop or security, by a familiar guy with a gun. It was Mannie Fresh, himself, that backstabber. He was jealous I was gonna become a better rapper. So I continued to running into the plane. I hijacked the pilot, like I was Saddam Hussein. Within 18 hours, I was in Vietnam. I escaped in the jungle, to join my fellow cons. www.imitrex.com 1.877.imitrex

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D to da E to da A to da N

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