I been thinking...

I just haven't been taking the time to blog. I've been writing raps more, anyways. So... Yeah. Like I always say, my lyrics are just verbal blog posts that rhyme.

I'm gonna keep this relatively short...

But, speaking of rap... I'm obviously a very good rapper. And nothing that anyone's heard before. And I thank everyone who shares my sentiments... If I don't get a deal, or some kind of recognition for my rhymes, then I'll personally feel as if I'm comparable to "that one kid better than Jordan who didn't get that break" (Jadakiss - 'Why'). I have the talent/skill to make something of myself in this rap game. I don't wanna toot my own horn, because I've been humbled lately...

That's it. All I can do is keep doing what I'm doing.

Inspiration.

I watch these two videos almost every day... The latter of the two, I've been watching since I was in 9th grade (2006-07).

It's odd, since I don't play an instrument or sing... Oh, well. Very inspiring videos to me.

Pharrell creating "Midnight Hour" for Natasha Ramos.

Ryan Leslie creating "Promise Not to Call."

Pumpa!

It starts now.

I've just been looking at this dream, thinking about it... For 4 years now.
The time for spectating is over. I refuse to just be on the outside looking.
The time to chase and take what I want is just around the corner.
The first step begins SOON.

I'm motivated like never before.

Self-Help.
The Minute Mixtape.
The Composite.
Abstract Thoughts.
The Levi Chronicles.*

It's imminent.

*working title.

New favorite artist (AGAIN)!

Okay... Anyone who knows anything about me and music know that this is how I work: I'll select an artist, and almost ONLY listen to said artist for a period that ranges from 1 week to 3 months.

Here are some of those artists in the past (in order):

Mos Def
Pharrell*
Lupe Fiasco
Charles Hamilton*
XV
J. Cole
Blu
Q-Tip
Fashawn
Ryan Leslie*
Kendrick Lamar

*these artists are immortalized in my mind for various reasons

AND NOW:DANNY BROWN.

Not really gonna speak too much else on him (look him up). I watched this video and was amazed at the lyrics and, surprisingly, his delivery.

That is all for now.

Oh, and by the way, prepare for the ABSTRACT THOUGHTS world takeover.

Futurespect.

A song I did from mid-October.
The title is a word I [think I] made up that is a combination of "Futuristic" and "Retrospect."
Shouts to Philippe Edison on the instrumental.

Tryna figure out what the past meant.

I took a chance on romance... I loved you.
And now that it burns, I still yearn to touch you.
And the question is:
Who can love you like I love you, baby?

You were the one that made me real.

And, I wonder if we'll ever find out how it was supposed to be...

Somewhere far along this road...

How could you be so... cold
As the winter wind when it breeze, yo
Just remember that you talkin' to me though
You need to watch the way you talkin' to me though
I mean after all the things that we've been through
I mean after all the things we got into
Hey yo, I know of some things that you ain't told me
Hey yo, I did some things but that's the old me
And now you wanna get me back and you gon' show me
So you walk around like you don't know me
You got a new friend, well I got homies
But in the end it's still so lonely

How could be so Dr. Evil?
You're bringin' out a side of me that I don't know
I decided we wasn't gon' speak, so
Why we up 3 a.m. on the phone?
Why do she be so mad at me for?
Homie, I don't know, she's hot and cold
I won't stop, won't mess my groove up
'Cause I already know how this thing go
You run and tell your friends that you're leavin' me
They say that they don't see what you see in me
You wait a couple months then you gon' see
You'll never find nobody better than me

Talk and talk and talk and talk
Baby let's just knock it off
They don't know what we been through
They don't know 'bout me and you
So I got somethin' new to see
And you just gon' keep hatin' me
And we just gon' be enemies
I know you can't believe
I could just leave it wrong
And you can't make it right
I'm gon' take off tonight
Into the night

System overload.

"How many times did I tell you, 'fore it finally got through?
You lose... You lose..."

Never again.

"If spring can take the snow away...
Can it melt away all our mistakes?"

I wish this song would really come true.

"When I grab your neck
I touch your SOUL."

Wait for it... Waaaait for iiiiit...

It'll be like it was... One day. I have... Faith.

WithdrawalFiredChildSupportBitchNiggazBabyMamaDrama
ParkingTicketsPoliceCooperationInsecuritiesTwitterFacebook
WeightGainBrokeLiesAwkwardnessPrideAngerPastPresentEtc.

ViolinsPianosPandaBearsRyanLeslieLyricsMasturbationFood
FashionFashawnBluCousinsMikeKennyBasketballXBOX
GoDogGoWikipediaIDon'tDeserveYouInstrumentalFuture.

TheThoughtThatItWillAllBeOverSoonAndBackToNormal.

FML.

Worst decision of my fucking life.

SMH.

What the fuck did I get myself into.

I be up all night.

...Whole crew's in here... LOL

Anyways... I'm inside of my dorm room. Bored as a muthafucka. Sooooo, for the sake of that last statement, muthafuckas are greater than or equal to how bored I currently am.

I still love my Beats.

I'm not particularly excited about the forensics "season" this year... Mainly because I've never done anything like it. EVER. Shouts to Mary Melton and Ryan Louis, though, for the scholarship opportunity, though. LOL. I think I'll recite some Talib Kweli, Lemon, and (my NIGGA) Shihan.

I officially started writing for my next mixtape, though. I know (the non-exisitent) readers of my blog have read this SAME statement for over a year, but, it's official. I'm definitely in the process of getting my shit together. "Just gotta make it!"

And... I'm in love with Pharrell Williams. No homo, whatsoever. I'm listening to Kenna's "Say Goodbye to Love" instrumental. Wow. And that Despicable Me soundtrack. WOW.

That is all for now.

'Til next post...

Dee Ell (the illest nigga not even close to signing a deal).

Bored.

The only reason I'm posting at this point in time is because of my very mild case of OCD. I must de-virginize (like that one? LOL) everything on MY LAPTOP THAT I JUST GOT, BITCH! That is, to post a FaceBook status, watch a YouTube video, post a blog, etc. Shouts to my fajah for this joint.

Oh, and I'm at Ottawa University and I'd like to thank everyone here for showing me how much I hate this area and how much I miss Kansas City. I'll be regularly posting now that I have a means to do so from my jail-esque dorm room.

I'm back (to music), I promise.

No more Kmart...
No more D.Linquent...
It's Dee Ell, now.

Two mixtape concepts planned (and I'm writing to them...)
...A synethesia-feel to them... Lots of colors, but for good reason.

Black on One Side/Yellow on One Side (double CD)

Pink and Blu

What's a molotov cocktail that don't break the glass?

LOL. Recognize... I'm back.

I'll officially be THAT DUDE at Ottawa University in the fall. Shouts to me, I made it [kinda].

But yeah... The old situation isn't quite resolved until I release every bit of information I have. Sad, but I don't care.

Soooooooo.... Nothing was going on??? (She sent me this message after she caught me MERELY talking to a girl whom I claimed I didn't like...)

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MaKayla Goins December 3, 2009 at 5:21pm Report

Still fckn HEATED. How the FUCK you gone stand out there with her like that and when I'm walking away linger along with her whispering her shit? FUCK YO STUPID BITCH ASS. WANNA BE THAT COOL GUY NIGGA. FOR REAL, YOUR FUCKING STUPID.

I NEVER MET ANYONE LIKE YOU , AND HOPE I NEBER HAVE TO MEET ANYONE LIKE THAT AGAIN. YOU DON'T FUCKING CARE. YOU DON'T AT ALL. YOU AND HER ARE FAKE. FUCK YOU AND HAVE FUN WITH HER GLITTER ASS. FUCKING FAKE ASS. I SWEAR YOU ONE FAKE ASS MOTHERFUCKER.
AND THEN YOU GONNA WRITE HER ON SCHOOL LOOP IN FRONT OF ME LIKE THAT AND SEND HER PICTURES AND SHIT. OMFGGGGGG I FUCKING HATE YOU. FUCK YOU. DONT' FUCKING TALK TO ME EVER AGAIN.

HOW THE FUCK YOU GONE DO THAT? SERIOUSLY. YOU NEVER THINK ON HOW IM GONNA FEEL. HOW THE FUCK WOULD YOU FEEL IF I WAS MESSAGING FUCKING TRINITY OR SOMEONE IN FRONT OF YOU FLIRTING, SENDING PICTURES AND SHIT?

YOU NEVER FUCKING THINK, can you fucking start THINKING for once? & realize you DON'T care. you DON'T care. YOU DON'T CARE.
YOU DONT CARE
YOU DON'T CARE YOU DONT CARE YOU DONT CARE YOU DONT CARE YOU DON'T CARE. YOU DON'T CARE YOU DON'T CARE YOU DON'T CARE.

YOU DON'T FUCKING CARE. FUCK YOU AND ALL YOUR FACEBOOK BITCHES, FUCK KIANNAS BITCH ASS, FUCK WHOEVER ELSE YOU TALK TO.

FUCKING BABIES DADDY ASS. FUCKING ROT FOR ALL I CARE. FUCK YOU. FUCK YOU FAKE ASS BITCH.

FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU.
FUCKING FUCK YOU. BITCH ASS NIGGA.
YOU STUPID ASS BITCH ASS NIGGA. FUCKING SCARED TO SHOW ME THE MESSAGES CAUSE I'LL FUCKING BEAT YOUR BITCH ASS. LIKE TODAY.

FUCK YOU BITCH

**********

Very harsh... LMFAO. I win, again.

I'm back at blogging though. I've been slaving at Kmart and getting fresh lately. Being a good pops! Happy late Father's Day to me, though! Woooooooord...

Young Gunz.

While sitting in Recent History class, I'm currently playing DJ Jazzy Jeff's "For Da Love of Da Game." I am PISSED that GrooveShark isn't working on this piece of detrius that is the school-issued laptop. So, here...

So, as I moved up to my new room, I unpacked one box that contained various CDs that I owned (or just have for some reason), including (but not limited to [LOL]):

Eamon - I Don't Want You Back
Jibbs - Jibbs feat. Jibbs
Dr. Dre - 2001
Tyga - No Introduction
Linkin Park - Reanimation
DJ Jazzy Jeff & the Fresh Prince - Homebase
Vanilla Ice - To the Xtreme (LMFAO)
"West Coast Mix" (mostly songs from 'Radio Los Santos' and NWA members/affiliates)

and

Young Gunz - Tough Luv



That is a GREAT album, fuck what you heard.

Chris and Neef spit something SERIOUS. And the production for a majority of the songs was BANANAS! Most notably "Future of the Roc," "Roc U," "Never Take Me Alive," "Tough Luv," "Grown Man," and "Look in your Eyes." Crazy shit.

On a sidenote, this substitute is a fucker, trying to actually teach and ask questions and shit. He CLEARLY doesn't know my status in this muhfucka (LOL). Back to business...

Yeah... Young Gunz. It's too bad that fuckers think that "Money Mike" "ended their careers." Fuck outta here. FIRST OFF, I don't think that Neef dissed "Money Mike" when he said "We don't mess with the funny type/fake ass pimps like Money Mike." SMH.

Shout out to Mica, Micaela, the twins, and Matthia. Shouts to a particular follower of the blog that makes me look like Ike Turner. Annnnnd, FAT shouts to bootleg Randy Jackson. You made my Monday memorable on an otherwise boring-as-fuck workday... And (little did you know) your daughter constantly made my... March, April, May, June, July, August, September (especially), October, November, December, and January (ESPECIALLY). In various ways.