DP Iz 4 Tha’ Kidz…
The US economy has dipped so low that even white babies are being abandoned on the sidewalks.
White baby dolls that is.
Reminiscing on the Kenneth Clark experiments of the 1950’s we find that in a downturned, depressed economy not even the doll that resembles a white child is one that people want to adopt.
I have noticed that some folks are honestly afraid to embrace their internets status.
They giggle when they say the ‘S’ at the end as if that is a guilty pleasure.
Being an internets however is an actual fact.
There are many inter-connected networks that we use to commune across the globe to share our ideas on everything from politics to fashion from profundity to fundamentalism.
Finding people that share your common values is the triumph of the trinity featuring God, AL GORE and GEORGE BUSH Jr.
Long live the internets.
While searching for Asher Roth my homey TERRENCE ELENTENY has come across another white rapper.
This guy calls himself Bo Fa’Sho and sadly enough he is better than 90% of the rapper you will hear on the radio today.
The Khmer Rouge give the color rouge a really bad name. In only four short years they managed to kill over 2 million people in Cambodia. They were on pace to pwn the records set by the Nazis and the Stalinist Russians. Two million people in four years is 500k per annum. That is more than a thousand bodies a day.
Who the fuck has time to kill more than a thousand bodies a day? People need to respect the way Asian folks can automate and mass produce anything. Even death. For America to get their murder rate weight up to that level we have to unleash bombs laden with uranium and white phosphorous to poison the drinking water of the Iraqis.
Bombs from the sky are cowardly though when you consider that the Khmer Rouge did their killing on a house to house basis. And I also think that the Khmer Rouge deserved some props for their murderous efficiency. Each adult received a single bullet to the brain while infants and children under three were left to starve to death.
You don’t have to believe a word I’m saying either. One of the dudes from the Killing Fields is on that ‘Start Snitching’ shit.
I had to put on my suit for this joint…
My homey in ATL that I call Fats laced me with this track that I use as background music to collect my thoughts.
I thought I could do some of you folks a favor as well by giving you something for your iPod that didn’t require tightjeans to listen to.
Thanx Fats.
Download – Dallas Penn’s Theme