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ITS BEEN A WHILE

but yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Typical Harland post coming up


Enigman says:
RIP THE MIDGETS
Enigman says:
man
Enigman says:
u sound totally fucking insane
Enigman says:
ur delivery is really good now


scarecrow1717.......... show on saturday is gonna PWN!!! says:
holy fucking shit!!! ur style pwns nubs

ngreatshark (2:35:38 AM): i swear your like one of the illest emcees i've ever heard outside of america
ngreatshark (2:36:02 AM): like in the old days of ss
ngreatshark (2:36:07 AM): when we had more people on
ngreatshark (2:36:30 AM): you definitely woulda been one of the top echelon on the site

and yes they said all this on their own will

FUCK IT

I'm feeling down.. deflated.. shattered... ruined

All because I accidentally deleted my own verse... goddamn it.

It was such a solid verse as well.....................................................................

Are You Happy?

Ok the title of this post is the same as the thread title in which i'm about to quote a post from. I don't really expect anyone to read it, but i will post it anyhow...............

Okay. I'ma vent for a second. Ya'll don't have to read it. But I'm chested and need to clear it.

No, I'm not happy. And believe me, I'm the furthest from materialistic as I can see some people on this board are.

6 Months ago I lost my job to a customer accusing me of false shit, ever since then I've applied to over 75 jobs and have been denied to all of them except one about a month ago. It was a telemarketing job and needless to say, it sucked, but I was making money for about 3 days, until two people on the same day told me that my mother should have gotten an abortion. Normally shit like that doesn't bother me but it really played on my psyche and sent me into a small depression. I quit that same day. And am still jobless.

On top of that, My girlfriend gives me trouble. Sure, she is there for me, and especially now she's been through the 6-7 months of no job pretty well, she's been by my side. But we've had lots of issues in the past that is making is hard for me to completely trust her again. So as we're working on that, she's dealing with issues of her own.

I'm sorry but I'm not the type of guy like Enigman or Punch or whatever (Punch knows exactly of the situation, almost led to suicide on my birthday in August.) I can't just let this one go, for more than one reason. 1) I'm truly in love with her. We've been together a year and a half and I've never been happier with HER by my side. and 2) She's dealing with so much stuff at her house it's absolutely ridiculous. She needs me. and I can't let someone like that just float away. I know things will payoff.

Furthermore, College fucked me over. I had to drop 6 of my 8 classes last year and this year I can't afford to go. I'm quite pissed over that because I wanna move out of this apartment and get my own place with my friend and my girl. But in order to do that I need a job.

Sure, I am happy as well though. I have a roof over my head, and I have clothes on my back. Believe me when I tell you I used to live on the streets, and didn't have a house to call my own, and lived less than paycheck to paycheck and I had to eat bread and butter somenights and other nights my mother would starve just to feed us a can of soup. It was that bad.

And I know now I definitely have it better than others, lots of others, but for some reason, being the normal OPTIMIST I am (ask anyone) and being the Dr. Phil that I am with helping others, this is a weird time for me. I don't feel that way and I'm slightly pessimistic and depressed. Dunno why and I'm not asking for "woe is me" type shit because I know things will turn around. But this last half year has truly been trying on me and hopefully things will look up, but for now I need to trudge along through this and make shit happen.

One bright side: I AM going to make something of myself this year. I WILL turn New Life into something incredible. We WILL be on TV. Period.

When life gives you lemons, flip that shit, cut the peel off, bake em, take the zest and wrap it in a blunt with some weed and coke, and sell that shit. Fuck bitches. Make money.

Thanks for reading if you did.

And now for myself to answer the original question. Honestly I must say that I am rather happy. I seem to have everything going on for me, I just have to take my own chances and make my own shit happen. I might be disappointed with myself at times(who doesn't experience that?) but even that falls majorly short of unhappy.

I'll let someone else's post do the talking for me. We are obviously from very different backgrounds but I can relate to alot he says.


life's good, to me. i've still got the same best friends i've had since elementary, though some of the ones i've known since 1st grade backstabbed me. the ones that were always at my house or by my side as kids are the ones i'm with partying and chasin' skirts with to this very day.

i almost tried the girlfriend thing, only told Punch about it (i was too ashamed to really talk to anyone about that, i'm always anti-love/pro-playa among my friends), but personality clashes happened at a party, and we went our separate ways (at least unless we feel we need someone at night). ever since college, i've cruised through everything on charm and good looks. the people i've met, girls love the face, i've been gettin' crazy cash from scholarships and grants (to those in high school, EXCEL as best as you can... you WILL get rewarded).

i look at my past life... born in the projects. i was raised to do right and to think smart, and it was costly in the environment i was in; mainly because everyone in that environment didn't want to try to get out the honest way and would HATE anyone who was on that track. i was constantly chased and picked on just for being a polite, honest, smart little kid with a good sense of knowledge on him. my mom raised both my brother and i by herself WHILE in the projects WHILE also getting her education at the very university i'm attending today. because of her good will and her love for her children, both my brother and i have lived nicely ever since the 3rd grade. childhood wasn't all that bad, even when i was in the projects. i was always the athlete, whether it was football or basketball, i was good... so i earned a lot of respect among the sandlot players. and even though i was in the projects, that didn't stop me from following my mom's steps and excelling in my studies.

every day, i feel blessed. i mean, i look at myself and people say i carry this arrogant swag now (which i started when i entered college at 16), but it's confidence, it's self-assurance that i'll be okay. i'm so skilled in everything i like doing... whether it be writing (newspaper articles, creative stories, research papers, or magazine commentaries; i'm skilled at them all), rapping (i just recently revealed to those very friends i've had since elementary school that i rapped, they heard my shit [thanks to SaV], and they all consider me their favorites. they're even making it a project to raise money to help me get local play), athletics (i could either be a running back [in football] or a shooting guard [in basketball] if i wanted to be), or even just working a regular 9-to-5.

i'm happy with everything. my mom took me out of a hostile environment into a more relaxed place, i'm good whether i'm in the 'burbs or back in the projects where the rest of my family is, i'm smart and have had doors open for me, somehow... i'm charming as hell (they love the babyface), i'm witty; i'm just all-out blessed. i don't care what woes i come across, i know that at the end of the day... my mom started me off in this race far down the road, and i only have a little ways to go on my own to finish as the winner, i refuse to let some obstacles keep me from finishing this race.

i've had no girl problems simply because i refuse to accept them in my life. and from what i can gather, girl problems are the shit that usually breaks every single one of my boys (as you can see, my main bestest fucking bro ever was struggling at a point with girl problems). guys never end up being the same again because of "love". at this very moment, another one of my friends is caught up in situations because of love, one of my friends decided to drop work and join the military because some bitch he "loved" hurt him. i don't want that! i want love when i know i'm stable in life. when i'm done with school, when i'm done with owning my own place... i'll be ready for it. but for now, it's just me being free and enjoying the nectar that each of these blossoming flowers have to offer me.

i'm rarely sad or mad... you'll find me agitated at times. but i know life is good for me. and even if it wasn't, i know i have what it takes to dig myself out of these situations. when my back's against the walls, i'm quite persistent to reach success.

i'm especially content with the fact that every single person that hears me rap loves me, period. i actually started freestyling (and by freestyling, i mean spitting old ass verses that y'all probably heard over the years, lol) at parties, and i've come in contact with more local rappers who want to get shine. i've come across girls who happen to just dig rappers (especially those with a "unique and smooth flow" and an "attractive voice" [GOD i love being me]).

okay, before this post sounds like even more of some self-indulgent shit, let me close this by saying i'm always happy. i'm always pleased with where i'm at. and when i face adversity, i know i'll still look on the bright side of things. i'm destined for great things, i can just feel it... i'm told it every time i talk to someone new and we tell our stories. i just don't want any troubles that could easily be fixed (even if it may be painful) to hinder me from reaching my goals. right now, i'm looking out for myself... because i know that i should be the most important person to me, because only i live my life, so i'm making sure to do everything in the best of that person's interest.

I'll let people who don't know me well choose to interpret what applies to me and what doesn't.

My minds awash with muddles, i want to stop n huddle
round a campfire designed in the confines of murray
And rise above the puddles but my waters run deep
too much dragging me down to let me run free
Some speak, but i want to talk with the sun's heat
and live in the centre where the heavens and the dumb meet
To get the type of balance that only i can manage
i used to be stable but now i got the title savage
I've read a thousand fables, no sound, i'm drowned in cables
dubbed my knighthood from Arthur sittin round his table
I've fought at least ten of the best
and at the end i will rest with all of my energy spent
But until then.... i'll jog with my head up
walk with a leg strut and stroll around the town
Talkin bout treasure, cuz EX is sought after
a mind state that defines great with thoughts of laughter
I'm not an awsome rapper, just want the hottest chapter
of words that would make bastards talk to fathers
Orphans to their parents, neo walk with agents
and that other guy wish he hadn't forgot the matrix
Too hot for playlists or radio stations
i hate my dark side but i don't claim to be racist
NEver been amazed by satan by works with god
the people, my life, it doesn't work with frauds
So fuck where you came from, i know where i'm going
but the longer i wait, the longer i'm hoping
That'll i'll find the time, till this line is finished
i'm half way there but i'm already at my limit
Discovered a sickness uncovered a richness
beyond relief i've got to see if i can smother my insides
and recover my lifeline

Lil piece Exl sent me. Just thought I'd share it.

Harlandinho (6:28:41 AM): haha before you ask i'm a Brit who has lived in singapore for almost all my life
zwhyshedtearsz (6:28:57 AM): hah i can hear the britt in u
zwhyshedtearsz (6:29:01 AM): but u have a dope voice
zwhyshedtearsz (6:29:11 AM): its weird cuz..
Harlandinho (6:29:14 AM): lol thanks
zwhyshedtearsz (6:29:15 AM): its not that ur off beat
zwhyshedtearsz (6:29:21 AM): but.. u are

I included the last part to even things out..............................................

zwhyshedtearsz is known as loose logic.
http://www.soundclick.com/bands/songInfo.cfm?bandID=246453&songID=4865730

That's his link.

17 people? Bring the challenge. Call your crew to do your bidding?

I'll just call a couple of dudes from the US and the UK then. Although I'm not inclined to waste their time.

Shit I've come so close to giving up. I've put too much into this just to let go though.

Now I'm more determined than ever .


Enigman's new verse....

if theres a god then i dont have...
faith in his presence
all ive ever seen is mutilation and death since the age of eleven
i dont see angels in heaven
i just see a hole in the ground when your cremated and to rest in
you can rock laytex protection
but still die of aids - nobodys safe from infection
kids getting raped and molested
geoffy dahmer kept body parts and ate them for breakfast
eric haris was in a state of depression
he got picked on and heads paid no attention
till he pulled out the 12 gauge in his lesson
and splattered the classroom with brains and intestines
you could be staying in texas, get framed and
arrested, and die from a fatal injection
everywhere its raging aggression, some day
we'll be destined to face armaggedon, its death



Enigman says:
this ashbern guy sukcs really bad
Had A Twin Brother But I Murdered Him Now I'm Using His Body For Spare Parts says:
lol yeah... he thinks he's the bomb or something though
Had A Twin Brother But I Murdered Him Now I'm Using His Body For Spare Parts says:
seriously
Enigman says:
hes so bad
Enigman says:
laughably bad
Had A Twin Brother But I Murdered Him Now I'm Using His Body For Spare Parts says:
hahaha
Enigman says:
u need to brng the old flow back
Enigman says:
and mr hyde the shit out of everything

You Claiming I'm Fake, What Are You, An Atheist Now? says:
hey how was your psychology interview?
changed e-mail add to devathas@hotmail.com says:
oh it was kool man.
You Claiming I'm Fake, What Are You, An Atheist Now? says:
do u qualify to be a serial killer now?
changed e-mail add to devathas@hotmail.com says:
freaking long tho
changed e-mail add to devathas@hotmail.com says:
haha. i was considered sane
You Claiming I'm Fake, What Are You, An Atheist Now? says:
they mucked up
changed e-mail add to devathas@hotmail.com says:
so they put me in this room labelled sane
changed e-mail add to devathas@hotmail.com says:
so i was in sane for awhile

and....


[+/D€v@±hå§\+] Citius,Altius,Fortius. nobody likes having to rise to a challenge. says:
eh i just thought of a damn funny joke
[+/D€v@±hå§\+] Citius,Altius,Fortius. nobody likes having to rise to a challenge. says:
why does lauren play right back at arsenal?
You Claiming I'm Fake, What Are You, An Atheist Now? says:
it better be funny
You Claiming I'm Fake, What Are You, An Atheist Now? says:
haha
[+/D€v@±hå§\+] Citius,Altius,Fortius. nobody likes having to rise to a challenge. says:
because before his debut match, he was chatting with arsene wenger - then arsene wenger told him : brb
[+/D€v@±hå§\+] Citius,Altius,Fortius. nobody likes having to rise to a challenge. says:
LOL
You Claiming I'm Fake, What Are You, An Atheist Now? says:
OH MY GOD