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“I Get Wild Like LARRY DAVIS”

Monday, November 27th, 2006

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I know that I’ve sworn off using YouTube videos in my drops, but let’s face it, they’re a beast with force that you can’t deny. Kind’a like your mans-n-them ESKAY from Nah’Right.

Nah’Rizzle dropped a link the other day to this series of YouTube’s documenting the story of NYC cult hero LARRY DAVIS. Most people aren’t built to withstand the heat that comes from the entire NYPD trying to kill you while the supremacist media simultaneously castigates you. LARRY managed to do that. He lost his ability to walk in the process, but he never lost his will to live.

Peep dude’s true story…









Wedding Plans (And The NYPD) Are Still Killing Black Men…

Sunday, November 26th, 2006

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If this were the story of some poor Black bastard being married to a greedy golddigger who offed him for an insurance check I would still consider getting married, but this is the story of the New York Police Department sending more than 50 bullets into a three man wedding party consisting of colored men. More than 50 bullets and one of the police officers actually emptied his weapon TWICE. Someone had to die that night. Too bad it was the groom. I hope the family can get a refund from the catering hall.

The story is being circulated by all the supremacists’ media outlets so I will do my part to give you the unfiltered, raw, uncut truth about what happened that night. If you have a hard time handling the truth you should go somewhere that will tell you a story you are comfortable hearing. If you think you can watch a lynching or an execution then I ask you to follow me in this sad and disgusting story.

Black Friday isn’t just a shopping day for consumers. It’s one of the busiest days for the NYPD also. Criminals never go on vacation and the holiday season finds them working as hard as they do all year around. A crack team of NYPD cops from a vice squad detail in Queens were on the verge of closing a nightclub that they suspect is responsible for prostitution, narcotics, internet fraud and the bootlegging of Jay-Z’s new artistically mediocre CD ‘Kingdome Come‘. Inside the establishment a female undercover officer plays the role of a forlorn stripper prostitute. That night a group of men enters the club to celebrate the upcoming marriage of one of the men. The female officer radios to her team that they will have their sting complete that evening.

The sting works for the police on several levels. The arrests made give overtime and credit to the arresting officers. Closing the bar nightclub in this neighborhood would mean that the local residents will now have to outsource their liquor and prostitution. Most likely to the areas in Queens that are under police supervision for those services (Flushing and Corona). The operation also lets the police put a feather in their quota cap for total yearly arrests and ‘quality of life’ violation offenders. This is all dependent upon these young Black men soliciting the police officer cum prostitute (pun wholly intended).

At the end of the evening the gentlemen all decided that they had enjoyed themselves enough without adding any extra cirricular activities to the night’s festivities. This however was unacceptable to the police who had already begun to tabulate their overtime paychecks and departmental promotions the minute these Black men walked into the club. Unwilling to allow these men to procede home without arresting at least one of them a male officer harrasses and provokes the groom-to-be outside of the establishment. The young man is enebriated, but not enough to accept the apparently homosexual challenge to fight that the officer presents. This is a popular tactic the police are trained to use when they decide that they would like to kill a Black male.

See PATRICK DORISMOND.

The final method of provocation would have to come from the team of officers who were gathered in an unmarked van around the corner from the club. If these officers couldn’t establish an offense by these young men it would mean that some of these cops wouldn’t have the extra cash to buy their children PS-3’s for Christmas. Keep in mind that these PS-3’s are costing more than $2000.00 dollars on eBay. The officers in the van tried to cut off the groom’s vehicle while he was making a turn. What looked like a van full of homosexual men was actually New York’s Finest armed to the teeth. When the groom attempted to drive away from the rapists they were met with a hail of more than fifty (50) bullets from the officers.

One of the officers emptied the cartridge from his automatic weapon, reloaded the gun and proceeded to empty the second cartidge. These young men had no chance to survive since bullets were flying through the air in every conceivable direction. If you weren’t a police officer then you were going to be killed. Amazingly, two of the victims lived through that slaughterhouse moment only to be handcuffed to their emergency room hospital gurneys.

Joseph Guzman, 31-years-old, is in critical condition with 17 gun shot wounds from police.

And the Reverend Al Sharpton, called in by the families, insists that the men were handcuffed to their beds for several hours today. No one was told what the charges might be.

“Both men were handcuffed to the bed” Rev. Al Sharpton said. “How can you run with 17 bullet wounds and three bullet wounds? Where are they going? And what are they charged with?” Trent Benefield’s mother was asking the same question but without any information from police, she was left to draw her own conclusions.

I have made fun of AL SHARPTON fom time to time on this website, but when you have fifty police department bullets in your azz there is no one else that will get your back. May GOD go with SEAN BELL, the groom-to-be.

Marriage just isn’t for Black men.

An Open Letter To ESKAY Of Nah’Right…

Sunday, November 19th, 2006

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As some of you may know, our brother in the blogosphere, has now left the stratosphere. For some time now NAH’RIGHT has been popping hardbody on the internets, but his official coronation came this week as he will become an official correspondent of the T.I. machine. This is a good thing despite what some might think from the outset. Yes, Island Def Jam is part of the overall corporate monster that has sold cRap music and Hip-Hop culture to the highest bidder, but for every SHAWNNA and RICK ROSS you get a GHOSTFACE and a ROOTS Crew. The T.I. machine is a necessary evil in this day when people are downloading entire albums almost two weeks in advance of release dates.

NAH’RIGHT’s coronation as a legitimate media outlet is similiar and even somewhat greater than BOL’s ascendence on the XXL mag website. This is a validation for all of the sites that having been fighting the good fight to bring real Hip-Hop music back. Whatever that means. These sites have been showing the diversity and knowledge of the Hip-Hop listener from the artistic aesthetic to the consumer basepoint. Without them there would be no NAH’RIGHT…

  • BYRON CRAWFORD
  • NOTES FROM A DIFFERENT KITCHEN
  • UNKUT
  • WE EAT TOO MANY SHRIMP
  • COCAINE BLUNTS & HIP-HOP TAPES
  • THE RAP UP
  • HIP-HOP BLOGS
  • Can you imagine my surprise when I tuned into N.R. the other day and I saw this drop?


    “Ghostface Promo tee – I have one and you don’t. You mad?”

    I am pretty sure ESKAY was just joking with us (although I would like a tee shirt if you got a 3XL). I just don’t want ESKAY to go Hollywood and become a shill for any media outlet unless they are putting his daughter through private school. You can’t measure the value of one voice when the truth is being spoken. Just like our voices were heard on election day this month. ESKAY has become our collective voice inside of the matrix. He has to realize that he is grinding for all of those that didn’t make it this far – R.I.P. NASTACK.

    The next step is to see what the powers that be put into action now that they know how we feel. Will we get to hear more releases from REDMAN, JOE BUDDENS and MEMPHIS BLEEK (okay, maybe not so much BLEEK)? Or will they continue to slowly choke Hip-Hop and its diverse talent base to the point that no one will be able to release an album without the production of LIL’ JON? As ESKAY prepares himself to enter the T.I. matrix I would send him this e-mail…

    ESKAY,

    What the deal family? I guess I have to call you Young Blogosphere now. Congrats on your success with Def Jam. Shit is about to get really crazy now that you have been annointed the savior of Hip-Hop on the internets. Alright, maybe it wasn’t that serious, but there is a real movement at N.R. and the people with control of the machine want you to get down because you have control of the hearts and minds. Those things are worth more than the machine itself in the long run.

    Don’t stop the real talk. If niggas need to take off their sandals then you gotta tell them. If niggas is wearing pink furs and pink MAC lipstick you gotta put ’em on front street. Your constructive criticism and your ear for the Hip-Hop that radio doesn’t play is why I tuned into N.R. Don’t become a T.I. posterboy. Keep Nah’Right hardbody ya’ heard?

    ‘Lo_4_Life

    -DP

    how many of us have them?

    SPIDER-MAN 3 Is Gonna Be Huge!

    Monday, November 13th, 2006

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    Best. Spider. Man. Movie.

    Evar.

    DALLAS PENN Hearts SPY Magazine

    Monday, November 13th, 2006

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    This year is the twentieth anniversary of what I will argue is the most influential magazine in the last… Twenty years.

    SPY magazine was a monthly tribute to the festering underbelly of politics, economics and society in New York City and in America. They featured fleshed out exposes that illuminated the depravity and ginormous greed in corporate cultures like Wall Street and Madison Avenue. SPY magazine was that CEO’s personal assistant spilling the beans about who was bilking the company out of their retirement fund savings. DONALD TRUMP and his horrible hairpieces were always placed on Front Street.

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    You can’t imagine the party that was thrown when SPY finally shuttered their doors. It was a great relief to the classless upper-class that they could finally return to their normal obnoxious state of being. They could kick up the legs and dance without SPY magazine nipping at their well-heeled heels. Here’s a rundown of some of the usual suspects that were featured in SPY magazine who might not have remained so prominent in the public eye if the magazine was still on the shelves. PAT ROBERTSON, ARNOLD SCHWARZENEGGER, BILL COSBY, NANCY REAGAN, LIZ SMITH, BILL CLINTON, MARTHA STEWART, PAUL McCARTNEY, DONALD TRUMP, OPRAH WINFREY, HILLARY CLINTON, GEORGE BUSH Sr.

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    My english teacher in Brooklyn Tech H.S. would bring in all sorts of publications for us to read. From the New York Times to Vanity Fair to The Observer. All those rags were lily white and they spoke to me as if I weren’t good enough to touch the paper they were printed on, but SPY magazine made fun of the whole lot. It stripped away pretension and privilege by showing that those who flaunt it the most deserve it the least.

    It’s true that I knowingly co-opted the ‘Seperated At Birth’ theme from SPY, but what I failed to remember is that they also used to run a ‘Celebrity Math’ feature. I will tell you in a New York City minute that SPY magazine’s writing is what has birthed my sense of quasi-journalism and as I scan the blogosphere and even broadcast television I can see that the spirit of that magazine lives on. From Gawker to the Daily Show there are an endless amount of outlets carrying SPY’s DNA code of spot on humor and razor sharp snark.

    If I could have told the editor’s of the magazine twenty years ago that GEORGE BUSH Sr’s drunken son would be a two term president and that ARNOLD SCHWARZENEGGER would be governor of California and that DONALD TRUMP would climb out of bankruptcy to become the King of New York City real estate they prah’lee would have told me to go ‘Get A Life’.

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