Think about this… was getting shot as popular for rappers before ‘PAC did it?
Don’t cry too much for PROOF because at least he went out TUPAC style. All JAY-DEE could do was contract a rare blood disease. That’s not gangster enough for today’s rap audiences.
The jacking of TUPAC’s swagger has gone way too far this time.
And now PEEDI CRACK is claiming to be the realest jigro left in the rap game. Somebody please get a gun.
One of the old readers of the site resurfaced this weekend and accused me of creating posts simply to act as prolonged captions to the photos in my picture library…
And so what?!?
Who can I blame for the irrelevancy of crap music? Can I blame the crappers. Most of whom seem to be enamored with criminality, particularly the narcotics trade. I will say this again for anyone that cares to read my shit, but there are NO former drug dealers that have traded their Tanita digital scales for reading the scales of musical notes. These two disciplines are so dissimiliar in their required focus. Drug dealing is serious, serious shit and the motherfuckers that sell drugs to people could care less about the collateral damage that results from their actions. One of the problems with the Black community is that we protect and insulate this cancer of ours as best we can. I was part of the problem myself and if GOD had not smacked me upside my head (twice) I may have been killed and left to rot in a dumpster in Baltimore or Atlanta.
I ultimately have to question the manhood of anyone who thinks that crap music and drugdealing are equal professions. There are some music executives that have undermined rap music to the point where it is as destructive on a community as narcotics are, but rap music still contains a potential for liberation and empowerment that drugs will never have. These music executives want your crap music to render you as dependent as drugs do. They spend a lot of money and put in a lot of work to get their agenda across, and for the most part it has been working. If you are already too mentally powerless to separate yourself from the surreality of your fantasy then you might as well go get yourself an orange jumpsuit.
Are you prepared to turn off your radios for a day? Are you man enough to read a book? Yeah, I didn’t think so. You are as caught up and lost as your rap music heroes are. These crappers are absolutely vapid and shallow. Their talent for making words and sounds rhyme and match is no greater than the carnival lady who grows a beard. These crappers are a sideshow and the T.I.’s at Ringling Brothers ViaCom trot them out before you like its a circus that you want to watch. Each new album amounts to no more than a tuber of hot, acrid elephant shit.
Your time is coming when you young men will have to stand up for something, because lately you have been falling for everything, including the okey-doke, or the lean-n-snap, or this East vs. West vs. South negro nonsense. I have been part of the problem too so I don’t ask you to stand up alone. I will stand up with you. The time has come for us to take back our dignity as men, as humans, as gods, as stewards of the universal justice. I will no longer pimp myself or anyone else because money will not save my soul. The journey has to be as important as the goal.
Will you stand with me?
Easter Sunday can’t be about hard boiled eggs and chocolate rabbits for all of us.
You know its hard out here on a Christian. Especially in Egypt, where being a Coptic Christian can get your wig peeled while you are in church. Chances are slim to none that dude will be getting up in three days so drive slow if you are in the holy land.
For the rest of you I say to brush your teeth before bedtime.
From deep in the center of the Earth I present to you, the DALLASPENN.COM ‘HEATROX SUPER 180’
O.K. so maybe they’re not from the magma core of the planet but these joints are straight L.A.V.A. I copped them at the NIKE Design Studio. These joints are so fucking sick that I am hating on myself right now.
I asked my cousin JEROME from Better Than Yours if he wanted to roll with the kid, but he was like, “Nahhh, that shiite is wack if they ain’t got no Jordans or S.B.’s.” I was like, “Nah pimpin’ this shit is the move. You can make your own NIKE’s with custom materials that aren’t even available at NIKE I.D. dot com.”
My cousin MR.KAMOJI was like, “What is the deal with this Design Studio jumpoff?” I was like, “Fam, these dudes are celebrating the history of the Air Max technology by allowing you customize several styles of retro Air Max I.T.’s” The A.M.1, the A.M. 90’s, the 95’s, 97’s and the 2003 joints along with the Air Max 180 are all being featured for this event.
I copped four(4) pairs already using the same colorway elements. Sport Red, Neon(yellow), Altitude(green), Graphite(grey) and Black are featured on each shoe that I designed. On each style of shoe that I created the one constant is that they all have their swoosh in Altitude. I choose a black leather print that was available only at the Design Studio. I named the series ‘HEAT ROX’ because they are fuckin’ fire flames! Wait ’til my dudes from SNEAKMOVE see the 90’s…
