~~White Rhino~~
~~Purple Kush~~
~~Purple Haze~~
~~Blueberry~~
~~White Widow~~
~~Orange Crush~~
~~Kemo~~
~~God~~
~~Pine~~
~~AK-47~~
~~Premo~~
~~Blue Crush~~
~~White Powder~~
~~Chocolate Tyze~~
~~Many More~~

~~\\//\\//3st (0as+~~
~~Jarred Stevenson~~
~~Driving~~
~~Employed~~
~~Ink3d~~
~~Straight up OG~~
~~Family~~
~~Cash/Money~~
~~UFC~~
~~Snow Boarding~~
~~Soccer~~
~~Football~~
~~Track & Field~~
~~Rap, Rock, others~~
~~Bloods~~
~~Marijuana~~
~~My alky~~
~~When I get paid~~
~~Anything else just asK~~
~~Add me on facebook if ya want " Jarred Stevenson " ~~
~~Still lookin for that girl~~

Your simple words jus dont move me, ya minor, we major, you ball up in the game, you dont deserve to be a playa

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Dos Equis Corona Sapporro
Give me the Pies Porter Goldstofchen out of the bottle
Gobble the Malibu baby I don't mean to startle you
We do what we gotta do to get the party inside of you

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Stronger than morphine, crazyier than crack cocaine, heavier than herion, dancing in your veins, chasin the dragon, dancing on your grave, makes you a fagget, thats how Necro and mothafuckin Ill Bill mix it with madness

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Fuckin' wit a crazy insane warlord
Punks wanna trip but they know
I'm too mother fuckin' hard
Deadly ticking like a time bomb
Fuckin' with me you think you were in Vietnam
When I explode aint nuttin left
but remains for those who are froze
For fuckin' wit a nigga insane
Mentally minded mad mother fuckin' mad man
is out to attack
Sinkin' punks like quick sand
droppin' and poppin'
Any punk that bucks up bring a body bag
If you wanna get fucked up
There it is you little bitch made
nigga start runnin'
When I'm playin' with the trigga
of an uzi a twelve gauge
Really don't matter many suckas die
When the shot gun scatter
From block 2 block, hood 2 hood
Street 2 street boy you can't fuck with me
So 4 those who chose 2 jump up and talk shit
Admit ya bitch your little ass got lit
I don't wanna be the one
to get a milla meter in the gut
I wanna be the one to hit'em with another milli
cut up In the middle I'm a little sick
And different And I meant it
when I said it you remember that?

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Beef Is when I see you niggaz on the streets
The barrel of the beretta knock out motherfuckers teeth nigga
Beef Just when you think it's good to go to sleep
I crawl from under the bed, and put a hole in your head homie
Beef Is probably what you rappers gonna die fo'
It's somethin that we live by, somethin that we ride fo'
It's beef so when you see that '72 Caprice
With a chopper out the window like, buck a motherfucker
This is beef just know that there will never be peace
This 40-Glock'll make you niggaz NEVER sell a CD
And since it's beef well this might be my last verse
Cause I'ma set it off, I'm about to blast first

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I'm in the fast lane, the cash lane, some think it's a bad thing
Hitting 'em off with the C & H pure cane
I get stuck in your membrane
I'm like a pimp at a party when you say look at them rings
I use a Motorola, the mood is baking soda
Whether it's in Denver, man, Houston, man, or North Dakota
With no apology, tech-tech-tech technology
Some brother disin' me, or even thinkin' he
I got the soul and the spirit of the wrath of Kahn
Kick back and write just like the holy Koran

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A • Q • U • A • R • I • U • S: the strongest Trustworthy. Sexy. professional kissers. One of a kind. Loves being in long-term relationships. Extremely energetic and funny. Unpredictable. Will exceed your expectations. Loves music. Not a Fighter, But will beat the shit outta you. The best and biggest freak in bed! Strong. Considered to be a "Spartan." The most intelligent. falls in love too easily. Doesn't show it but is easy to hurt


Nice Guy Toast
This is a tribute to the nice guys. The nice guys that finish last, that never become more than friends, that endure hours of whining and bitching about what assholes guys are, while disproving the very point. This is dedicated to those guys who always provide a shoulder to lean on but restrain themselves to tentative hugs, those guys who hold open doors and give reassuring pats on the back and sit patiently outside the changing room at department stores. This is in honor of the guys that obligingly reiterate how cute/beautiful/smart/funny/sexy their female friends are at the appropriate moment, because they know most girls need that litany of support. This is in honor of the guys with open minds, with laid-back attitudes, with honest concern. This is in honor of the guys who respect a girl’s every facet, from her privacy to her theology to her clothing style.

This is for the guys who escort their drunk, bewildered female friends back from parties and never take advantage once they’re at her door, for the guys who accompany girls to bars as buffers against the rest of the creepy male population, for the guys who know a girl is fishing for compliments but give them out anyway, for the guys who always play by the rules in a game where the rules favor cheaters, for the guys who are accredited as boyfriend material but somehow don’t end up being boyfriends, for all the nice guys who are overlooked, underestimated, and unappreciated, for all the nice guys who are manipulated, misled, and unjustly abandoned, this is for you.

This is for that time she left 40 urgent messages on your cell phone, and when you called her back, she spent three hours painstakingly dissecting two sentences her boyfriend said to her over dinner. And even though you thought her boyfriend was a chump and a jerk, you assured her that it was all ok and she shouldn’t worry about it. This is for that time she interrupted the best killing spree you’d ever orchestrated in GTA3 to rant about a rumor that romantically linked her and the guy she thinks is the most repulsive person in the world. And even though you thought it was immature and you had nothing against the guy, you paused the game for two hours and helped her concoct a counter-rumor to spread around the floor. This is also for that time she didn’t have a date, so after numerous vows that there was nothing “serious” between the two of you, she dragged you to a party where you knew nobody, the beer was awful, and she flirted shamelessly with you, justifying each fit of reckless teasing by announcing to everyone: “oh, but we’re just friends!” And even though you were invited purely as a symbolic warm body for her ego, you went anyways. Because you’re nice like that.

The nice guys don’t often get credit where credit is due. And perhaps more disturbing, the nice guys don’t seem to get laid as often as they should. And I wish I could logically explain this trend, but I can’t. From what I have observed on campus and what I have learned from talking to friends at other schools and in the workplace, the only conclusion I can form is that many girls are just illogical, manipulative bitches. Many of them claim they just want to date a nice guy, but when presented with such a specimen, they say irrational, confusing things such as “oh, he’s too nice to date” or “he would be a good boyfriend but he’s not for me” or “he already puts up with so much from me, I couldn’t possibly ask him out!” or the most frustrating of all: “no, it would ruin our friendship.” Yet, they continue to lament the lack of datable men in the world, and they expect their too-nice-to-date male friends to sympathize and apologize for the men that are jerks. Sorry, guys, girls like that are beyond my ability to fathom. I can’t figure out why the connection breaks down between what they say (I want a nice guy!) and what they do (I’m going to sleep with this complete ass now!). But one thing I can do, is say that the nice-guy-finishes-last phenomenon doesn’t last forever. There are definitely many girls who grow out of that train of thought and realize they should be dating the nice guys, not taking them for granted. The tricky part is finding those girls, and even trickier, finding the ones that are single.

So, until those girls are found, I propose a toast to all the nice guys. You know who you are, and I know you’re sick of hearing yourself described as ubiquitously nice. But the truth of the matter is, the world needs your patience in the department store, your holding open of doors, your party escorting services, your propensity to be a sucker for a pretty smile. For all the crazy, insane, absurd things you tolerate, for all the situations where you are the faceless, nameless hero, my accolades, my acknowledgement, and my gratitude go out to you. You do have credibility in this society, and your well deserved vindication is coming.

Repost this if you're a nice guy

~~Alize~~
~~Captin Mo Parrots Bay~~
~~Gibsons Finest~~
~~SS~~
~~CC~~
~~151 rum~~ (Navys)
~~Absolute~~
~~Jager Bombs~~
~~Blue Lable~~
~~R&R~~
~~Captin Mo~~
~~Sleemans~~
~~SC~~
~~Everclear~~
~~Wisers Black Lable~~
~~Bacardi Razz~~
~~Budweiser~~
~~Kokkanee~~
~~Clear Creek~~
~~PAtron~~
~~Guena Jeuna~~
~~Hennesey~~
~~Alberta Premium~~
~~Luxardo~~
~~Crystaal Gold~~
~~Cattos~~
~~Bombay~~
~~ST. Remey~~
~~ANYTHANG~~