CitiBank has suspended their foreclosures for the rest of the year so that means we have a stay of execution until at least the King holiday weekend.
So what will I do with my newfound freedom?
I’m going back to my mother’s basement.
I’ll be in Atlanta for the next two weeks do holler at me if you are in that region and we can prA’li get up and shoot the shit. Don’t invite me to any party tho’ unless that shit is an obama. My shit is broker than a joke right now.
If I wasn’t so knee-deep in NYC nonsense this week I might would mos def fux with this event. If you are in Phillytown then fall through and holler at Black Thought for me.
215mag has all the details…
Not the one pictured above but just as fresh.
Here’s how you get your free t-shirt…
E-mail me a pic of these kicks: Dunk Hi Premium
I wanted these joints but I was too cheap to pay the retail offering. If you squeezed off and copped these Dunks you get an Alife tee.
The next pair is a fly Air Max 90 model. I like these too and I had a chance to come up on them at the VIMs on E. 149th Street (South BX) but I fronted on the $50 price tag.
The first people to shoot me a pic of themselves with these shoes gets the t-shirts. One t-shirt per entry. E-mail me the_dallas[at]dallaspenn.com
Editor’s Note: This post was originally issued as an e-mail blast after the tragic death of RUSSELL T. JONES a/k/a OL’ DIRTY BASTARD. The WU-TANG Collective gathers at the Hammerstein Ballroom in N.Y.C. to celebrate the life and legacy of O.D.B. on February 14, 2006. Peace to OL’ DIRTY. Peace to the WU.
I never got a chance to really open up and show my love to BIG BABY JESUS(OL’ DIRTY). Next to GHOSTFACE, I felt the soundtrack to his life the most. There is so much mental energy that we Black men exert on an everyday basis just to keep from going crazy. The socio-political-economic system that we live under acts like water running down a drain and we struggle daily not to go under. Not that anyone out here has it particularly easy(white included) because when your taxes aren’t paid on time, Uncle Sam will come to your door to get his regardless of your last name. Your last name only determines if he will ring the doorbell or kick in the door.
I should pra’li give thanks to the WU real quick also. The WU-TANG clan illustrated the diaspora that is the Black Man. The members were individually talented and collectively invincible. Not since PUBLIC ENEMY has there been a group as diversely and intelligently orchestrated. Each member of the clan used their particular style to imprint and transform rap music. The term ‘ice’ belonged to the WU. If you don’t believe me please go copp RAEKWON’s ultra-classic first album also featuring GHOSTFACE KILLAH.
Without the WU-TANG CLAN who could we look for to express Black male unity? The 1980’s wannabe crack dealing reminscent DIPLOMATS? STATE PROPERTY? Isn’t ‘State Property’ the term used for incarcerated slave labor?!? The Gay Unit, oops, I meant to say G-UNIT.
Well all I got to say is one thing to say. ‘Shimmy Shimmy Y’all’. WU-TANG FOREVER!
Brooklyn Zoo
The Stomp
Baby C’mon
Shimmy Shimmy Ya’
Hippa To Da Hoppa
Rawhide
Brooklyn Zoo II (Tiger Crane)
Do you find yourself craving more DP tidbits aside from the drops here on this website? The good news is that a few internets celebrities have posted interviews of the Dallas on their pages.
Unkut.com: Non-Rapper Dudes Series
Hypebeast.com: Dallas Penn Talks adidas Store Incident
Peace to Robbie from Unkut and Joe LaPuma from Complex for giving the kid some shine. Mess with these links for a minute while I up some fresh new drops to the site.
Chea!