STREET SKOLLA
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BEST KEPT SECRET
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GOT IT ALL
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UNREAL
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Genre: Hip Hop / Rap
Location New Jersey, United States
Profile Views: 587705
Last Login: 2/10/2012
Member Since 2/25/2007
Website http://www.msplinks.com/MDFodHRwOi8vd3d3LmZhY2Vib29rLmNvbS9zdHJlZXRza29sbGFvZmZpY2lhbA==
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.. ....Street Skolla..............Promote Your Page Too.... .... <object width="560" height="349"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/auM2tWV8g5c?fs=1&hl=en_US&hd=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/auM2tWV8g5c?fs=1&hl=en_US&hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="349"></embed></object> I feel for a unsigned artist to write in the 3rd person is real fake, so I'm not going to do that. I was born December 25th, 1987 in Clara Maass Hospital in Belleville, New Jersey. I spent the first 11 years of my life in Newark, New Jersey. Growing up, I seen a little of what a bad area has to offer. My house was robbed 5 time's & was raided while I was there with my mother, we were thought to be drug dealer's.The final straw was when two people were shot in front of my house in a drive-by shooting. For a little kid, you don't really see much or notice much. Looking back, this is probably what has made me so mad. .... I began writing down lyric's at age 8. At first, I would create song's in my notebook using the biggest rapper's out, and writing their lyrics for them. I continued to this for a year or so until my father brought me to the latin radio station he worked for. There, I recorded my 1st ever freestyle at age 10, which was about 2 minute's long. From that moment on, I never stopped rapping or writing. I decided to make myself a rapper, instead of writing lyric's down for other people. .... At age 11, I moved with my family back to the place of my birth. Seeing both side's of the fence really helped with my growing, but also exposed me to something I have never seen before, racism. I was never a good student in school, but added on with the name calling and racial profiling of my teacher's, my attitude became worst. From 6th grade to 11th grade, I never did homework, took a test, or even took school seriousy again. I know what it is to be in a school system designed for the student to fail, because looking back, over 80 % of my friend's dropped out, along with myself. I dropped out in 11th grade, because I only had 6 credit's, and the requirement was 125 to graduate by senior year. .... After school, I began meeting people I never would have, because I had all the time in the world to do so. I found myself traveling to New York city, the state, and part's of New Jersey I have never seen to meet up with people I meant via online. This opened me up to some issue's in life I never knew exsisted, because I experiance them through the people I met. A year went by, I got my GED without studying, and obtain my 1st job. Needless to say I quit, and began to see the stuggle of the everyday person forced to live this life of financial slavery. .... Up to this point in my life, I had recorded over 7 cd's worth of material in my basement. Sad to say, I was still finding myself, and was not good at all. This is were my life changed forever. My mom planned a trip for us to go to Ecuador, her home country for 2 weeks during August 2005. We had left, and when we landed in Quito, Ecuador, I thought I was in another world. Everyone from the airport to my aunt's house had a smile on their face, and looked like they were actually happy. See in this country, people walked with their heads down, demoralize, buying materialistic thing's to feel good. .... On my 2nd trip to Ecuador, my life was changed forever. I had left on December 4th, 2007 at 12 p.m, landed at 11:30 p.m that night, and by 5:30 a.m the next morning, I was involved in a near death car accident in Quito, Ecuador. My 2 cousin's, a family friend & I crashed head on with a company van at full speed. My cousin who was driving died in that accident, and the rest of us were injured badly. I had broken my left leg, lost my front tooth, had a deep bone reaching cut below my knee cap on my left leg, & had a deep slash in my left shoulder. I was unable to walk for a month, and was forced to use a wheel chair and crutches to move around. .... Now, just getting back on my feet, I take my 2nd chance at life for no joke. My mission is clearier then ever, my ambition is through the roof, and now nothing or no one can slow me down ... -
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I feel for a unsigned artist to write in the 3rd person is real fake, so I'm not going to do that. I was born December 25th, 1987 in Clara Maass Hospital in Belleville, New Jersey. I spent the first 11 years of my life in Newark, New Jersey. Growing up, I seen a little of what a bad area has to offer. My house was robbed 5 time's & was raided while I was there with my mother, we were thought to be drug dealer's.The final straw was when two people were shot in front of my house in a drive-by shooting. For a little kid, you don't really see much or notice much. Looking back, this is probably what has made me so mad.
I began writing down lyric's at age 8. At first, I would create song's in my notebook using the biggest rapper's out, and writing their lyrics for them. I continued to this for a year or so until my father brought me to the latin radio station he worked for. There, I recorded my 1st ever freestyle at age 10, which was about 2 minute's long. From that moment on, I never stopped rapping or writing. I decided to make myself a rapper, instead of writing lyric's down for other people.
At age 11, I moved with my family back to the place of my birth. Seeing both side's of the fence really helped with my growing, but also exposed me to something I have never seen before, racism. I was never a good student in school, but added on with the name calling and racial profiling of my teacher's, my attitude became worst. From 6th grade to 11th grade, I never did homework, took a test, or even took school seriousy again. I know what it is to be in a school system designed for the student to fail, because looking back, over 80 % of my friend's dropped out, along with myself. I dropped out in 11th grade, because I only had 6 credit's, and the requirement was 125 to graduate by senior year.
After school, I began meeting people I never would have, because I had all the time in the world to do so. I found myself traveling to New York city, the state, and part's of New Jersey I have never seen to meet up with people I meant via online. This opened me up to some issue's in life I never knew exsisted, because I experiance them through the people I met. A year went by, I got my GED without studying, and obtain my 1st job. Needless to say I quit, and began to see the stuggle of the everyday person forced to live this life of financial slavery.
Up to this point in my life, I had recorded over 7 cd's worth of material in my basement. Sad to say, I was still finding myself, and was not good at all. This is were my life changed forever. My mom planned a trip for us to go to Ecuador, her home country for 2 weeks during August 2005. We had left, and when we landed in Quito, Ecuador, I thought I was in another world. Everyone from the airport to my aunt's house had a smile on their face, and looked like they were actually happy. See in this country, people walked with their heads down, demoralize, buying materialistic thing's to feel good.
On my 2nd trip to Ecuador, my life was changed forever. I had left on December 4th, 2007 at 12 p.m, landed at 11:30 p.m that night, and by 5:30 a.m the next morning, I was involved in a near death car accident in Quito, Ecuador. My 2 cousin's, a family friend & I crashed head on with a company van at full speed. My cousin who was driving died in that accident, and the rest of us were injured badly. I had broken my left leg, lost my front tooth, had a deep bone reaching cut below my knee cap on my left leg, & had a deep slash in my left shoulder. I was unable to walk for a month, and was forced to use a wheel chair and crutches to move around.
Now, just getting back on my feet, I take my 2nd chance at life for no joke. My mission is clearier then ever, my ambition is through the roof, and now nothing or no one can slow me down ...


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STREET SKOLLA
R.I.P Whitney Houston
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A FUCKING MEN !!!! >>> RT @HeartCapricorn: Lazy people really irks a #Capricorn's nerves.
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Who's on myspace ? Leave me a comment. Fuck Facebook ! Lol
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My nephew breaking it down. http://t.co/xndiSOI4
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#nowplaying Biggie, Mase, Puffy : Been Around The World
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- STREET SKOLLA12 days ago
You gotta twitter ? Send me a tweet and I'll follow back.
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- Mz Purdy PuSzy niqqaz1 month ago
When u goin sent me my $$$$ cmmt me bak whn u did it so I can get it u betta not lie niga r bs wit me
- STREET SKOLLA1 month ago
I told you to hit me up on Skype because I need to send it to a name. I can't send 100 dollars in the mail. Add me on Skype : Street Skolla
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