Quick Message for those walking in the shadows..

Look within yourself to obtain a peace of mind and stability. There's much more to life than money, cars, clothes, and women. None of the above define me. How bout you? Can you be your own man/woman if you try to get by like everybody else? You can't stand out if you try to fit in.

With that being said, Welcome to the BlogSpot of Ramone "Magnifagrest" Frost

*Commencing: Mission of My Own Progression*





Strictly for my Tweeters...

Friday, August 21, 2009

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

My Shadow




The only person that has been with me every step of my life is my shadow..and even he doesn't understand why, nor does he have to. It's kinda odd when you realize that he is the only one that'll be willing to follow you to hell and back with no questions asked..talk about ride or die. With that said, who can be 2nd & 3rd in line behind him? How bout a Best Friend and a Girlfriend/Wife? Ok lemme chill cause the Best Friend place is taken. My trust in humans diminish as I get older. I might as well get a log cabin out in Aspen. And that's the reason why I'm single. Pause.

Dwele is HOT! F*ck what yall talkin bout lol

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

I had to get this out my system..sorry lol



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Monday, August 10, 2009

My View




I vow to not be tainted by the inequities of Man. I will not be looked upon as a mere mannequin in motion; trendy and faceless. I do not belief in religion since it has caused more bloodshed than anything in known history, with that I'll believe what I feel is right. News..nah..I'd rather not go there. Let's just say, don't believe everything you see. Nobody can convince me that the way I inhabit my state of mind isn't what it should be..it is what it is, deal with it or there's always another option..*points to the door*. Music: I'll listen to what I feel can be relevant to my life..music having some sort of meaning for progression rather than to brainwash and deteriorate (that goes for T.V. too lol). I'll never live a life that is beyond me, that is until the time comes for my spirit to "shed" this body. Oxymoron; I love people but some of y'all some sneaky bastards! *In James Earl Jones* "DON'T EAT THE APPLE DAMMIT!!" Too many things happen to people naturally (natural disasters or by way of health problems) for them to kill each other. Hmm..Relationsh1ts?..hard to trust...Pause. lol. But I am gonna start going for exactly what I want from now on. If it's something I don't like and I can't deal with then I'm not gonna lead you on and "try" to make it work. "If that's how you are, then you're not for me." Just tired of B.S. I think I'll write a list of what I want on paper and pass it out to ppl I'm interested in, if you don't meet qualifications then throw it away..j/k. Bottom line, I want a prestigious woman. OK, this is totally irrelevant to anything else but: I like my name. I just thought about that. Hell yeah aiight cool.


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Next episode of "My View" some other time...

Sunday, August 9, 2009

Listen..


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Now I ain't tryna be the greatest
I used to hate hip-hop... yup, because the women degraded
But Too $hort made me laugh, like a hypocrite I played it
A hypocrite I stated, though I only recited half
Omittin the word "bitch," cursin I wouldn't say it
Me and dog couldn't relate, til a bitch I dated
Forgive my favorite word for hers and hers alike
But I learnt it from a song I heard and sorta liked
Yeah, for the icin, glamorized drug dealin was appealin
But the block club kept it from in front of our buildin
Gangsta rap-based filmings became the buildin blocks
For children with leakin ceilings catchin drippins with pots
Coupled with compositions from Pac, Nas's "It Was Written"
In the mix with my realities and feelings
Living conditions, religion, ignorant wisdom and artistic vision
I began to jot, tap the world and listen, it drop

My mom can't feed me, my boyfriend beats me
I have sex for money, the hood don't love me
The cops wanna kill me, this nonsense built me
And I got noooo place to gooo
They bomb my village, they call us killers
Took me off they welfare, can't afford they health care
My teacher won't teach me, my master beats me
And it huuurts meee soooul

I had a ghetto boy bop, a Jay-Z boycott
'Cause he said that he never prayed to God, he prayed to Gotti
I'm thinkin godly, God guard me from the ungodly
But by my 30th watchin of "Streets is Watchin"
I was back to givin props again and that was botherin
By this uncomfortable as a untouchable touchin you
The theme songs that niggas hustle to seem wrong but these songs was comin true
And it was all becoming cool
I found a condom on the ground that Johns would cum into and thought
What constitutes a prostitute is the pursuit of profit then they drop it
The homie in a suit pat her on the butt, then rock it
It seems I was seein the same scene adopted
Prevalent in different things with the witnesses indifferent to stop it
They said don't knock it, mind ya business
His business isn't mine and that nigga pimpin got it

They took my daughter, we ain't got no water
I can't get hired, they cross on fire
We all got suspended, I just got sentenced
So I got noooo place to gooo
They threw down my gang sign, I ain't got no hang time
They talk about my sneakers, poisoned our leader
My father ain't seen me, turn off my TV
'Cause it huuurts meee soooul

So through the Grim Reaper sickle sharpening
Macintosh marketing
Oil field augering
Brazilian adolescent disarmament
Israeli occupation
Islamic martyrdom, precise
Yeah, laser guided targeting
Oil for food, water, and terrorist organization harborin
Sand camouflage army men
CCF sponsorin, world conquerin, telephone monitorin
Louis Vuitton modelin, pornographic actress honorin
String theory ponderin, bullimic vomitin
Catholic priest fondlin, pre-emptive bombin and Osama and no bombin them
They breakin in my car again, deforestation and overloggin and
Hennessy and Hypnotic swallowin, hydroponic coughin and
All the world's ills, sittin on chrome 24-inch wheels, like that

They say I'm infected, this is why I injected
I had it aborted, we got deported
My laptop got spyware, they say that I can't lie here
But I got noooo place to gooo
I can't stop eatin, my best friend's leavin
My pastor touched me, I love this country
I lost my earpiece, I hope y'all hear me
'Cause it huuurts meee soooul

Thursday, August 6, 2009

Why Why WHY??

In spite of the anger that enveloped me yesterday, I'll speak on it. First of all, females have no idea what they want! They deal with the worst kind of guys and come to me with their problems. Now for the record, I don't mind helping out, but don't keep coming to me about the same sh1t and expect me to have a different solution..period. My only aim is to show you that there is much better out there, and I'm not talking about me...hell that's how I got over my ex; I realized there was much better out there for me. My friend Alicia told me that most females don't know what they want til the age of like 35 (or something like that). IDK how true that is but if it's anywhere near that age they better get a clue real soon. I think that females might need a sense of security, that's why they stick it out with that particular person..or maybe they're afraid to be alone. Maybe they should try listening to Love and Appreciate by Murs if they need help. I just hate to see beautiful women go through so much b.s. with a bad choice instead of upgrading themselves by themselves. That's all I can think of for now..I'm done son.