Coordinates: 33°00′38″N 96°40′37″W / 33.01053°N 96.676928°W / 33.01053; -96.676928
AdvoCare International, L.P. is an American multilevel marketing company which sells nutrition, weight-loss, energy and sports performance products. The company was founded in 1993 by Charles Ragus and employs around 250 people in the United States. Its corporate headquarters are in Plano, Texas.
The company distributes its products in the United States through a network of approximately 60,000 independent distributors, who participate in a compensation plan based on a multilevel marketing model.
Charles Ragus founded AdvoCare in 1993, as a multilevel marketing company that distributes health and nutrition products. Before AdvoCare, Ragus worked as a regional vice president for Fidelity Union Insurance, and as a multi-level marketing distributor for Herbalife. He briefly played defensive end for the National Football League's Kansas City Chiefs in the 1960s. He died in 2001 at the age 58.
Two different races were named AdvoCare 500 in 2012:
The 2011 AdvoCare 500 was a NASCAR Sprint Cup Series stock car race scheduled to be held on September 4, 2011, at Atlanta Motor Speedway in Hampton, Georgia, but was rescheduled to September 6, 2011 because of Tropical Storm Lee. Contested over 325 laps, it was the 25th race of the 2011 Sprint Cup Series season. Jeff Gordon's win, the 85th of his Cup Series career, gave him sole possession of the record for most Cup wins in NASCAR's "modern era" (1972–present), surpassing Darrell Waltrip. Gordon also took sole possession of third place on the all-time Cup Series wins list, ahead of Waltrip and Bobby Allison. The race was also known for being the first NASCAR race since 2007 to be run on a Tuesday.
Atlanta Motor Speedway is one of ten intermediate to hold NASCAR races; the others are Charlotte Motor Speedway, Chicagoland Speedway, Darlington Raceway, Homestead Miami Speedway, Kansas Speedway, Kentucky Speedway, Las Vegas Motor Speedway, New Hampshire Motor Speedway, and Texas Motor Speedway. The standard track at Atlanta Motor Speedway is a four-turn quad-oval track that is 1.54 miles (2.48 km) long. The track's turns are banked at twenty-four degrees, while the front stretch, the location of the finish line, and the back stretch are banked at five.
* Fuck alarm clocks, battle me you'll start wakin up
I slice you with your rhyme book and write verses on your paper cuts
With alcohol pads, excuses you'll be makin up
Sound dumb like Outkast breakin up
Last time you shot somebody, you had a camera
I'm C - Rayz author of stamina
Loungin on the walls you'll end up like Humpty Dumpty
With your shell cracked, scrambled, in search of something
I'm a narcisist, I bomb quick, your full of shit like sausages, pardon this
I alone turn crews into the Partridge kids
I love games I play you like bragin right cartridges
Y'all against me is dragons versus ostriches
Totally proposturous, like abortions, i kill stupid kids before they act up
Make a new suit flip call it a black tux
You cracked up like baseheads in a space ship
Playin ??? in the matrix, the only thing i lose is my patience
I smack the shit out you tissue heads
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Hip Hop Don deep into stocks and bonds
I'll take a shit in your house, and blame it on your moms
Survivin the game when i get money im buyin a chain
Drivin a Range and my flame will expire your fame
I'm comin through loaded one, buckin two
I'm C-Rayz Walz son who da fuck are you?
Chorus: (X2)
Ayo yo yo im truckin through with my ruckus crew, your luck is through
Yo im C-Rayz Walz WhoDaFuckAreYou?
I'm comin through fifth knuckle bruise brick fist snuffin you
Yo im C-Rayz Walz WhoDaFuckAreYou?
Who da fuck is you (x5)
C-Rayz Walz plain Pat
Some people must get jacked
My repatoire from back smackin cats wit gats on impact
Just like that we festered like bubble in cuts
Doublin up now funny cats get fucked up for mumblin stuff
The nearest truck rolled up im just playin wit this
Every line explosive my pen broken up but
Still smokin strokin thrust, fuck closin shows
My ?? flows is hot, let me open up
Like Arabian referees who yell sesame plus
I'll spread through the industry with leprosy cuts
Effectivley strut, put a hole in one the second we putt
You so pussy you come from a rib you son of a gut
Lining ass rappers up, I'm the lightning struck
Blazin like we lightin a Dutch Masters up
At the Mason-Dixon line twistin lime in a cup
Get your mind fucked up while your nine in the truck
Even my producer know math with his caucasion ass so
Just because you say please doesn't mean i won't blast stupid
You gotta show and prove it, brothas live and die for this music
Dont do it for amusement
Ghetto hi-top blaze you for your hydrox
Put glocks on my Irish clock and watch my eyes pop
Chicken head, i dead your livestock
Do a song with Charles Dutton to see how i rock