so you been alive for fifteen years & just started seeing things clear.
think ya havin bad days, when you look as good as tyra in front the mirror.
ya got heart, you dont deserve to spend days alone in tears.
it must be hard, watchin ya boy get punished for pickin the wrong career.
i cant cope the things you battling, prolly ready to throw the towel in.
but if you did, who would allen dream of when hes far away travelin?
ya kickbox & thats a plus infact, most girl wont get off they ass.
guess i should wear a halter top to school, so i can watch my back.
ya boy cares for you truely, sprung like a cassidy groupie.
if he takes the time to ask how ya day was, it proves he...

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seperate King from the mic, like rv was revoking his rights.
im royalty & only way youll beat the current, invloves a flowtation device.
why'my battlin a cat whose lines are slept on, like stein debates.
the net must be escape, from being hitched with actual blind dates.

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could call myself Tephlon, how i battle cats who get slept on.
its like using mammogram test tongs for pleasure, dead wrong.
listen eph's gone. dont think ya bringin personals on an alias.
i can understand the net's ya only way to get girl within ya radius.
you want a heavy weight title? so plug ya PC into ya scale.

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* read this to the "just a moment" tune by nas & quan

Now would you quiet?
If I asked for a moment of silence.
For the cats who lost they lives to narcotics & violence.
To the depressed, wearing dark shades on eyelids.
Trying suicide. Hoping for martyrs & sirens.
I pray for the rich, who starve without diamonds.
Condemn all the terrorists who surprise us...
...with bombs & devices without compromising.
& i mourn for the niggas, thats serving confinement.
Not released cause they targets of tirance.
My hearts with the soldier, thats out on assignment.
Now lets start a revival, with use of God's guidance.

Hook:Quan
Days comes & Nights falls.
For the rest of our lives well miss yall.
& even though life must go on, we still mourn.
While wishing yall home.

& can we please spend a moment with jesus.
who heals kids in hospital beds, sick with diseases.
& this ones for the babies, gone to alchohol reasons.
Who were cheated of life, before they got out the fedus.
Now Im giving my deepest, to those shot up in Lincoln.
To the widows & families, who is financialy sinking.
& this is for my brothers at war.
Who have they kids on their minds. That & nothin more.
Infact, we should all wear timberland boots.
Symbolizing Iraqi youth & dead American troops.
I send my spirit & soul to the oldest recruit.
& when that stray flys, i pray hes...bullet proof.
Now thats truth.

Hook:Quan
Days comes & Nights falls.
For the rest of our lives well miss yall.
& even though life must go on, we still mourn.
While wishing yall home.

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Lil Sis... Candy

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nice diary u got here eph...
...and a good-lookin sister

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..The Council..
7 Day Theory

Its the way i miss you. I go crazy inside.
Everything i do is a mistake, w/o babygirl beside me.
& i'll scoop if im able to get you, its a contageous issue.
when ya not feelin well, i'll walk miles in the rain to kiss you.
cause baby if you...feel the same i do, youll say I DO.
you cant spell trust w/o us, ima spend life wit you.
ima ice ya home, like kumara simmons...you gotta asain igloo.
& i'll spend life at home, cause everyday away i miss you.
times you is down, my tall tees play as tissue.
& when you fall, i'll pick you up...if i cant, i'll lay there wit you.

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tried imaginin a day not together, seprate forever.
living stressful...chasin lame shorties & chedder.
lonely nights at home, still writin you intamite letters.
but everytime i though it up, wed end up back together.
under the same roof as i remembered,

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Hook:

let me start wit mahal kita, it sounds better to a beat.
if you love wat ya hear on this track, rewind & repeat.
listen ma, i love you like i love my sleep.
if i dont get enough of you, i feel like shit all week.

Verse 1:

Its the way i miss you. I go crazy inside.
Everything i do is a mistake, w/o babygirl beside me.
& i'll scoop if im able to get you, its a contageous issue.
when ya not feelin well, i'll walk miles in the rain to kiss you.
cause baby if you...feel the same i do, youll say I DO.
you cant spell trust w/o us, ima spend life wit you.
ima ice ya home, like kumara simmons...you gotta asain igloo.
& i'll spend life at home, cause everyday away i miss you.
times you was cryin, my tall tees play as tissue.
& when you fall, i'll pick you up...if i cant, i'll lay there wit you.
i get stomach pains when im out of state.
might o been heat or love sickness, either way i still bout to faint.
i know you jealous of me, cause i got a voice like mariah. ha
but everyones jealous of you, you got the flyest boy on the playa.



Chorus:

(cause) im just regular cat, wit a beautiful girl.
(& i wont) stop how i act, cause im on top o the world.
(& i) wouldnt be living...if we werent together.
trust babygirl, this is your love letter.

x2

Verse: 2

we've had fates, tragedies & simple mistakes (& all).
but that dont mean that our love is at steak (& all).
baby i was born to love you, thus ill prove it.
its why i rock nikes on my feet, I just do it.
you gotta... smile that can entertain.
& the color of ya eyes, has me playin mental games.
(you know) every second together is a kodak moment.
(& when we) climb in the bed, its like we fierce opponents.
the sun is out & we hug in several o poses.
i got more than 10 ways to see you smile, like i was a dozen roses.
(i dont) have to propose, (for ya) love forever.
cause it aint all about the smash or bobs or watever.
wit fredricks of hollywood, you a dime. you a model.
i could stare at you, as long as it takes to read a novel.
so baby open a bottle & lets make a toast to us.
trust, (i just) want you to know i adore you so much.

(cause) im just regular cat, wit a beautiful girl.
(& i wont) stop how i act, cause im on top o the world.
(& i) wouldnt be living...if we werent together.
smile babygirl, this is your love letter.

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Its polotics now, in the club wit timbaland kicks.
I aint no rabbit, um a buck & trix are for kids.
Got lambo doors on the benz, rims spinnin off the whips.
Jump to the dance floor & watch the lady crips c walk to this.
Move wit the wave of ya hips & hit...wit a violent stop.
Tastin the sweat off ya lips...just vibe on the spot.
Mommy either ride or just pop, let me give ya the summury.
Whether you like it or not, ima put it down like a district attourney.
If its coach or burburry, ima keep you as icey as tiffany.
Its more than a O-N-S, could call you wifey or Mrs. me.
Tellin me, im feeling you...im just scared ya right.
You wanted a day away, i took you to paradise.
Where ya hair had flight & ya swimwear was white.
You make me really cherish life, which proves we...
must be soul mates. Im fly & yous a beauty.
From the bedroom to jacuzzi, you still amuzing.
You belong passenger side when im, boulavard cruising.
Babygirl was nymph, keith sweat had you wild as art.
You still find ya way into my dreams, when we miles apart.
America's idol at heart...you my asian amazaments.
Im takin arrangment, like they was tradin our spaces.
I could be ya superman & thats just an understatement.
For you, theres no replacement...you my favoritist favorite.

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VALHALLA HIGH SCHOOL
1725 Hillsdale Road – El Cajon – CA 92019 – (619) 593-5300


STUDENT REPORT CARD
FOR PERIOD ENDING 06/09/05


Dear Parent/Guardian:

If your student received one or more grades of “D”, “F” or “Incomplete” on this repot card; I strongly recommend that you call or leave a message with your student’s teacher(s) immediately and set up a plan to focus on improvement. Seniors who have not completed all course requirements by the end of the second semester will not graduate, nor will they be allowed to participate in commencement ceremonies, so early resolution of any problems is extremely important. For general questions related to your student’s educational plan, contact our Counseling office. The Grossmont Union High School District encourages the establishment of a strong working relationship between parents and schools to maintain a successful educational program for your student.

Sincerely,


Larry Martinsen
Principal

GROSSMONT UNION HIGH SCHOOL DISTRICT

STUDENT NAME
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eph!!!!!!!! hows it going hotstuff?

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heres ya battle right hurr.



timberland kicks ha, you could never depict a kodak.

ill put more bullets to ya chest than a 88 throwback.

think you a thug, but ya never held yaself a wessen.

son im bout to axe you, and i aint a black kid witta question.

"flowz so har it tear apart pantz", thats ya best bar listed.

face it, ya like homeless on holidays, ya just not that gifted.

ya could sit on my lap and i still wouldnt feel ya shit.

youll never demise, even if you speak soflty & carry a big stick.

youd receive an A, if we strictly graded ya verse on effort.

cause ya dumbass prolly stayin abstinent, just to get with virgin records.

you stay in san fran, the amount of heteros matches the crime rate.

ya think you gettin women, when you go out with actual blind dates.

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^lol at the questiong one

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ya wouldnt speak to me, said ya voice was hurtin or somthin.
but you didnt have to act like you was alergic or somthin.
its funny how you love someone & just split apart.
i could be a shoulder to cry on, but i just dont fit the part.
see...im more like the dude shorties try to pursue.
give you credit tho, cause you was wit the flyest dude in the room.
if you ever havin prolems, you know ill race to get you.
if you down, ill pick you up & if i cant...ill lay there wit you.
id like to think im a player, but im liable for lovin.
ill find myself at the florist and shit, buying a dozen.
i been thinkin bout us, i dont know if theres a future or wat.
but...i cant deny i been watchin you shake that cute lil butt.
id tell you to cruise to chill and shit, you live kinda far tho.
but if your up to comin down, i guess ill see you tomoro.

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