Archive for February, 2008

Graff Grrrls Regulate by MAXINE

Thursday, February 21st, 2008

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Editor’s note: Before MAXINE came to us at DP Dot Com she lived the life of a rebel outlaw in Pittsburgh. Okay, she wasn’t an outlaw, but a post-grad college student. Walk with her though as she recalls a night on the tough streets of Steel City.


Writers!

We regulate any tagging of this property
And we’re damn good too
But you can’t be any Toy off the street,
Gotta be handy with the spray know what I mean?
Earn your keep

*Regulator Cru… Mount Up!*

It was a clear black night, a clear white moon
Maxine was on the streets trying to consume
some cans for the eve so I could get some ups,
cruising in my Nike’s chillin all alone.

Just hit the Eastside of the KCC*
On a mission trying to find J-A-C-E*
Seen a car full of Toys ain’t no need to tweak,
All them cats know what’s up with Jace and me

So we hooks a left on Dallas and Penn
We saw a backjump so I said, “I’m in”
Jace opened up her bag, and popped one off
We saw the blue lights and I said, “We’re fucked”

Since these girls ain’t scared we stood our ground
5-0- didn’t even notice and they turned around
Could you think of better luck? Not the end of the night
We said at the same time – “This must be right.”

I’m in the zone, I’m scaring myself
We bombed that wall ’til there was no space left
To finish it off we threw up our set
I looked at Jace and said, “Yo, what’s next?”

Me and my homie laced up and went Underground
The rain in the tunnel was the only sound
We walked down three stairs and got to a door
The password for entry was “Pettifore”

They got Patron on ice, the blunts all rolled
I took a hit of both so I wouldn’t seem cold
As time went by it was getting late
Four shots of Patron had me in another state

Bass pumping at 30, DJ on the mic
The Cru buying shots so everybody’s right
The Glamorous life, One More Chance
Hip Hop in the building, everybody in a trance

We had our hands in the air it was quarter to five
At that point we saw the Sun was about to rise
I grabbed my bag as we made our way out
For the ride home we sipped on some Guinness Stout

I got to the crib, and my eyes was red
A definite sign I needed to go straight to bed
If you roll like I roll, you a live graff artist
This is a Warren G sample funked out with a Maxine twist

If you tag like we tag then you up like everyday
If the Rusto’s in your backpack 412 will regulate…
(let the beat knock)

I’m scribing into a whole new era
Max, step to this, I dare ya
Words, on a whole new stage
The noun is the verb and the verb turns the page…

* instrumentals provided by Cocaine Blunts

graff girl

“I Get Wild Like LARRY DAVIS”

Thursday, February 21st, 2008

igwlld

Editor’s note: Today is a sad day indeed. I just got an e-mail this morning that one of my heroes was killed in prison yesterday. LARRY DAVIS was a poor Bronx teenager who sold drugs for the NYPD until he decided to quit, with their money. The police came to execute him and his family but he somehow escaped and started a nationwide manhunt for his capture. Peep this remixed drop with his DVD story.

Rest in peace to this ghetto hero who actually survived for a minute after bucking his gat and yelling “Fuck The Police!”

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…









The Fat Boys Reunion > Hot Boys Reunion

Thursday, February 21st, 2008

FAT BOYS

Now who among us really believed that the Hot Boys would reunite in N’Awlins this past weekend? The real question is who among us even gives a fuck? First of all, Turk is in jail. How are you gonna have the Hot Boys without Turk? That’s like having a club sandwich with no bacon. Turk is also the third best rapper in the Hot Boys behind Juvey and B.G. Secondly, the Cash Money clique is so fucked the fuck up with legal problems and money issues you Wayne fans will be lucky if they even release the Carter III as an EP. Sort of like how they unceremoniously leaked ‘The Leak’.

It’s not just Turk who is facing some legal issues either. Lil’ Wayne’s under indictment, Baby is under indictment, B.G. is going through the revolving door of rehab and Juvenile has been in the game for damn near twenty years. By the time these dudes get their minds right the Hot Boys will be ice cold (no Andre3000). Motherfuckers will be back to disco dancing again. I’m sure T-Pain and others will still be using that annoying whiny vocoder shit. How the fuck does rap hope to survive when every act worth seeing is looking at some jail time? Thank God for the Roots.

But even the Roots might fuck around and pull a fast one and just fuck with the R&B. At least R&B niggas are staying out of jail for the most part, other than Robert Sylvester and some irrelevant niggas from 112. I guess that’s because all the niggas fucking with R&B now are white. Justin, Robin Thicke, El-P. The best R&B chick is white too. For someone who stays as high on that shermrock as Amy Winehouse does I wonder why she never gets pinched for holding any contraband? Her weedcarriers are good like that. So while some of us pine away for the glory days of rap music circa 1999, the rest of us have to keep it moving.

A few weeks back there was an interesting day scheduled in the criminal courts here in New York City. There was a veritable Summer jam lineup. Busta Rhymes has a hearing on his assault charges, while Remy Martin was having her indictment amended to include witness tampering and Ja Rule and Lil’ Wayne were charged with illegal possession of an unloaded firearm. Are you going to tell me that all these guys are victims of the Hip-Hop police or are they just a bunch of numbskulls who do dumb shit? The only reason we cared about any of them is because they were entertainers so maybe if we turned our backs these clowns might get back to making music and earning their publicity for the shit they release?

This is why I tell you that a Fat Boys reunion is better than a Hot Boys reunion. It’s more likely to happen too even with one of those bastards being dead. If and when the Fat Boys get back together it will be all about rapping. And mostly eating, but definitely some rapping. There won’t be any reports of weed or HGH being thrown around on the tour bus. There won’t be any shots fired at their club dates, unless they perform in Minnesota and someone mistakes the dark-skinned one for a bear. And it won’t take forever for their album ‘Ride Or Diet’ to be released either. Face the facts, Fat Boys > Hot Boys. ‘We On Fire’ might have been the gheyest title for a song until the Lil’ Wayne joint ‘Kiss Me Baby’. The Fat Boys were fat, but they were definitely NOT the ghey.

A Moment Of Silence…

Thursday, February 21st, 2008

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Before there was the word there was silence…

Be still and be silent if you respect GOD.

SERENITY NOW…

Wednesday, February 20th, 2008

firefly

I don’t watch too much broadcast television these days. I mean, who has the time? When I’m lucky I catch something slick on a long weekend. Usually a marathon of Honeymooners epsiodes or something along those lines. Right now I am fucking with ‘The Office’ and the hardbody action series, ‘The Sarah Connor Chronicles’. The other sci-fi shit that C.S. just turned me onto is called ‘Firefly‘.

The Sci-Fi Channel ran a marathon this weekend and I almost watched every single episode in one sitting. It was good like that. I beg anyone that is a Star Wars fan to check for this series. It should be called ‘Han Solo: The Early Years’. The main character is a swashbuckling spaceship captain who owns a hunk of junk starfreighter. His first mate is a Black woman of course, just like Chewbacca, but instead of a howling apelike bear she is a hairy fox. In the literal figurative sense. These two run a ragtag crew of ne’er do wells and freaks as they jump across the galaxy taking on odd jobs.

The spacecraft and storyline are totally a ripoff from the Millenium Falcon and how Han and Chewbacca would contract their jobs. They have to stay under the radar of the Galactic Alliance who are just like the Empire except their costumes are worse. Give props to GEORGE LUCAS for making sure that the Imperial officers were always well pressed and well coiffed. The Galactic Alliance wears puffy berets that don’t really convey badass to me. Maybe at the end of the day the reason for the series being cancelled was that it was such a blatant swagger jack from Star Wars.

In any case, this shit is some good ass t.v. The head writer is the dude that who made ‘Buffy The Vampire Slayer’ such a megahit, JOSS WHEDON. In his bid to control his show totally he angered the bosses at Fox Broadcasting and the show was cancelled after only one season. As a matter of fact, Fox only broadcast eleven of the fourteen episodes. However ‘Firefly’ lived on in pop culture due to the 2005 movie ‘Serenity’ which brought back the same cast for a feature length film. The main character in ‘Serenity’ is a young girl who was smuggled aboard the starship. It turns out that she had her mind tweaked and she became a ruthless assassin.

Listen, have I ever steered you in the wrong direction? Okay, maybe once or twice, but not this time. NetFlix the first season of ‘Firefly’ and then request the movie ‘Serenity’ as a follow-up. Trust me. It’s good like that.