These dudes from the Bushwick Social Club are cool with me. They posted the i.C. film ‘Checkmate’ in a drop at their website. They have invited me to come to their monthly party in Bushwick.
Eh.
Not that Bushwick ain’t the hot little neighborhood right now, but I really can’t fuck with these dudes because they don’t believe DOUG E. FRESH is T.5.D.O.A.
You ain’t really, really Hip-Hop if you don’t know what I’m talking about, or you don’t agree with me.
Ask ERNIE P.
We were at the old Octagon on the west side. Everyone was mobbed up. Tragedy performed and niggas threw ice at him because he was talking that thug shit and the room was filled to the brim with goons. This was no ‘mixed’ crowd of rap fans. This was the Bronx, Brownvsille, Bed-Stuy, and yes, Bushwick. 1992. Lord Finesse even got ice thrown at him when he started doing a ‘freestyle’ of verses everyone had already heard. The crowd was anxious to see KRS-1 and the tension was building up. You know who came on the stage and took the entire crowd and brought them back to a good place?
DOUG E. FRESH is so Hip-Hop. DOUG E. FRESH is my hero. If you don’t know that he is Top 5 Dead Or Alive you need to sit your ho ass down and shut the fuck up.
And I’m not saying this because I’m drunk.
HASH MILLS on the handycam
This was from the OAKLEY HIT + RUN artist event.
I need another one of those in my lifestyle.
And speaking of ‘Hit & Run’, I have been bumping this LOLEATTA HOLLOWAY joint for the last few days.
Don’t anyone make real shit anymore?
