Monday, December 28, 2009
Friday, December 18, 2009
Thursday, December 17, 2009
POETRY?
"I'm just gonna type and let it flow."
Ah, I’m a multi-millionaire
So how is it I’m still the hardest n—a here?
I don’t be in the project hallway
Talkin’ bout how I be in the project all day
That sounds stupid to me,
If you a gangsta, this is how you prove it to me
Yeah, just get violent
So how is it I’m still the hardest n—a here?
I don’t be in the project hallway
Talkin’ bout how I be in the project all day
That sounds stupid to me,
If you a gangsta, this is how you prove it to me
Yeah, just get violent
Hit Them Breaks. Gimme An Update.
MY THEME SONG(KANYE's PART) OF THE YEAR.
Man, I haven't blogged since a while. Well, not how i used to. Basically, I'm still the same person that I was. Haven't changed at all.
SCHOOL MEETING TODAY ABOUT DRUGS. tmml.
A woman can say more in a sigh than a man can say in a sermon.
"You need not worry. My flow comes with time to spare not in a hurry."
I am now on BREAK. IT's all good I guess.
SIDE NOTE:
Slowly But SURELY I CAN HEAR PEOPLE GETTING TIRED OF MY LIKE FOR MICHAEL JACKSON. TMML.
See, at first I thought maybe I was annoying them with strictly listening to MJ songs and talking about MJ. But, then I was like haha SIKE! MICHAL JACKSON IS A G. DONT HATE.
Proof that Girls are Evil
First we state that girls require time and money:
Girls = Time x Money
And as we all know, "Time is Money"
Time = Money
Therefore:
Girls = Money x Money = (Money)²
And because "Money is the root of all evil":
Money = Square Root of Evil
Therefore:
Girls = √(Evil)²
Thus, we are forced to conclude that:
Girls = Evil
A woman can say more in a sigh than a man can say in a sermon.
~Arnold Haultain
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Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Why are people so mean?
I dont understand why some people could be so mean, I think everybody should have the kind generous qualities and traits of little kids. Little kids love each other. I'm not saying I'm a saint. Cause I most definitely am not. But, I am saying that I attempt to be kind to people. Everybody should be nice to people. Or at least attempt to the world would be a better place. When I get older and become an adult, I don't want to lose any of the magic I had when I was a child.
HEAL THE WORLD MAKE IT A BETTER PLACE FOR YOU AND FOR ME AND THE ENTIRE HUMAN RACE.
I'm slacking yall.
Around this time of year I become extremely lethargic and mentally not there. Funny thing is I don' t smoke weed or sess. Cause its known to give a brother brain damage and brain damage on the mic don't manage. NWA LINE THERE. I guess its cause I just get worn out. I need to replenish, I'm going to Never Land.
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Notorious Thugs
Bone Thugs^
Seven A.M. woke in the mornin
With Henny caffiene and green and nicotine
No dough so pop a couple of doze
Lil Ripsta, nigga Mista Clean
Nigga Dean, deep in my temple and not to get
sentimentally sting, wit my
Instrumelody, and heated
especially for your team
And a forty-five indeed will beam
in between the scenes destroy your dreams
You willin to die, we'll see
how many flees when I cause the scene
We mean mug, Mo Thugs
Trained to be perfect, disciples
When it's survival tongue, never double-edged sword
Triple, six rivals spittin fire
This the real truth, b*tch
Breakin out for lies
My Messiahs better be ready for Armageddeon six-six-five
It's wild, bless the child
The one that became a man
Put in positions over the pay
All that I had to do was stare
Test me now, contender never no surrender no pretend
Pick up my pen, and my hemp
One of my trusted friend friend, hey
Open it let's see if we're real, we all suited
Beg my pardon to Martin
Baby we ain't marchin we shootin
And daily recruitin there's a front row
Everyday in the ghetto
We start em off little we give em a bottle
and a pen and a pad to hit the lead now kick it
With Henny caffiene and green and nicotine
No dough so pop a couple of doze
Lil Ripsta, nigga Mista Clean
Nigga Dean, deep in my temple and not to get
sentimentally sting, wit my
Instrumelody, and heated
especially for your team
And a forty-five indeed will beam
in between the scenes destroy your dreams
You willin to die, we'll see
how many flees when I cause the scene
We mean mug, Mo Thugs
Trained to be perfect, disciples
When it's survival tongue, never double-edged sword
Triple, six rivals spittin fire
This the real truth, b*tch
Breakin out for lies
My Messiahs better be ready for Armageddeon six-six-five
It's wild, bless the child
The one that became a man
Put in positions over the pay
All that I had to do was stare
Test me now, contender never no surrender no pretend
Pick up my pen, and my hemp
One of my trusted friend friend, hey
Open it let's see if we're real, we all suited
Beg my pardon to Martin
Baby we ain't marchin we shootin
And daily recruitin there's a front row
Everyday in the ghetto
We start em off little we give em a bottle
and a pen and a pad to hit the lead now kick it
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Orientation.
ORIENTATION?
I feel much more oriented...
Orientation, was alright. I saw familiar faces, listened to David speak and talk to people about their summer. Then we left and went to the promonade. Solomon, Yoe Lim(that time of month), Thebe, Eric, Noah, and Alex. Before we got to the promonade we stopped for some Denny's. Denny's is bomb if you have hometraining. Then we went to the promonade. Yoe-Lim went with her mysterious stranger person. Thebe and the rest of em didnt go. So it was just me and Loofy(GOOFY). We talked about girls, crushes(I'm crushing on someone), and other topics then we went to see 9 at the movie theater with Jess,Mac,Tom,Quinn,Lucas,and that one kid who's name I cant seem to remember. Persia(puurr-seee-uuuhhh) was also there. The movie was good. Started of slow but picked up. Then we left, me and Solomon went to look at some clothes. Hopped the bus, saw ron on the bus, talk to ron, got of with ron, and came back to the school. Thats how the day went.
FIVE THINGS PEOPLE KEPT TELLING ME ON 09/09/09
1.You and Solomon can be brothers.(-_-)
2. You look like the guy on your sweater.(JIMI HENDRIX.)
3.You remind me of Michael Jackson.(HOW SWEET!)
4.Why do you keep licking your lips? or Lick your lips again!. (It's subconcious,I dont even know I'm doing it.)
5.What happened to your finger?(Slammed the door on it, and wore a bright red rubber band.) (I'm in Santa Monica, whats gonna happen some surfers gonna jump me?)
I feel much more oriented...
Orientation, was alright. I saw familiar faces, listened to David speak and talk to people about their summer. Then we left and went to the promonade. Solomon, Yoe Lim(that time of month), Thebe, Eric, Noah, and Alex. Before we got to the promonade we stopped for some Denny's. Denny's is bomb if you have hometraining. Then we went to the promonade. Yoe-Lim went with her mysterious stranger person. Thebe and the rest of em didnt go. So it was just me and Loofy(GOOFY). We talked about girls, crushes(I'm crushing on someone), and other topics then we went to see 9 at the movie theater with Jess,Mac,Tom,Quinn,Lucas,and that one kid who's name I cant seem to remember. Persia(puurr-seee-uuuhhh) was also there. The movie was good. Started of slow but picked up. Then we left, me and Solomon went to look at some clothes. Hopped the bus, saw ron on the bus, talk to ron, got of with ron, and came back to the school. Thats how the day went.
FIVE THINGS PEOPLE KEPT TELLING ME ON 09/09/09
1.You and Solomon can be brothers.(-_-)
2. You look like the guy on your sweater.(JIMI HENDRIX.)
3.You remind me of Michael Jackson.(HOW SWEET!)
4.Why do you keep licking your lips? or Lick your lips again!. (It's subconcious,I dont even know I'm doing it.)
5.What happened to your finger?(Slammed the door on it, and wore a bright red rubber band.) (I'm in Santa Monica, whats gonna happen some surfers gonna jump me?)
1st Day Of School.
First Day, it was as Solomon put it"bland" it felt longer than it should have. <--THAT SUCKED. All we did is read syllabuses and talk a bit about ourselves. I'm all for talking about myself it makes time go bye. But I HATE(i rarely use that word) reading about all the fun and excitement we are going to have knowing its fake. We are going to be bored. Oh welll....
It's school time.
On a Happy Note, I got to see alot of familiar faces. That was cool.
It's school time.
On a Happy Note, I got to see alot of familiar faces. That was cool.
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Music: Just Like It.
Oh September: How I Hate Thee.
Summer is over. September begins. School starts.
Man, when summer is over. reality sets back in. I have nothing against the month of September. It's just the fact that September is associated with going back to school. So for that very reason I'm not (too or is it to?) fond of September.
FUCK SEPTEMBER
understand webbings font?
only part of September i dont mind is FALL.
Does not this pic get you in the Fall spirit?
Does For ME.
Man, when summer is over. reality sets back in. I have nothing against the month of September. It's just the fact that September is associated with going back to school. So for that very reason I'm not (too or is it to?) fond of September.
FUCK SEPTEMBER
understand webbings font?
only part of September i dont mind is FALL.
Does not this pic get you in the Fall spirit?
Does For ME.
Monday, August 31, 2009
Drove By The Fork In The Road And Went Straight.
If I were able to drive this tittle would be word.
Well, right now Life is Life. But, its all good baby, baby.*insert Biggie* I find myself reading books. *good books* such as Sun Tzu's The Art Of War. That's a great book. Not that I'm planning on starting a war any time soon. But, it's very resourceful information. Also, watching t.v.
Dude, blogger peeps today was a good day. It was a weird day. I went on an audition were I recieved a lot of compliments. I came home (had the house to my self) and went walking outside and I recieved even more compliments(it was so weird.) School starts the 1oth of September. Bleh. I dont hate school but I dont ENJOY it.
^JOHN LENNON^
It's cool to look bummy and be a dumb dumby and disrespect your mummy?
This rap here... it may cause concern its Broad and deep... why dont you listen and learn Love mean happiness... that once was strong But due to society... even thats turned wrong Times have changed... and its cool to look bummy And be a dumb dummy and disrespect your mummy Have you forgotten... who put you on this earth? Who brought you up right... and who loved you since your birth? Reward is a brainwashed kid goin wild Young little girls already have a child Bad company... hey, now youve been framed Your parents are hurting... hurting and ashamed Youre ruining yourself... and your mommy cant cope Hey, little kids dont follow these dopes Heres a rule for the non cool... your life, dont drool Dont be a fool like those that dont go to school Get ahead... and accomplish things Youll see the wonder and the joy life brings.
Dont admire thieves... hey they dont admire you. Their times limited, hardrocks too So listen, be strong, scream whoopee-doo Go for yours, cause dreams come true. And youll make your mommy proud... so proud of you too And this is a message... that the ruler rick drew. And its true.
-SLICK RICK.
^Slick Rick is boss.^
Dont admire thieves... hey they dont admire you. Their times limited, hardrocks too So listen, be strong, scream whoopee-doo Go for yours, cause dreams come true. And youll make your mommy proud... so proud of you too And this is a message... that the ruler rick drew. And its true.
-SLICK RICK.
^Slick Rick is boss.^
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
NWA MOVIE!!!!
After seeing the documentary this year (The World’s Most Dangerous Group), I’m sure that there have been talks about this project. There many subjects to touch on besides the group rise to super stardom (Ice Cube leaving the group, the FBI letters, Suge Knight jacking up Eazy-E, that crap about Snoop joining the group, etc). Hey, it’s already parodied. Give me the realmovie. I'll volunteer to play EAZY-E.By the way: Eazy E's name is the inspiration for the name of the blog.
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Hypebeast.
1. Sneakerheads who only rock hyped up shit to get props b/c they got no self worth or sense of style.
1. Yo, check out my matching supreme cap, flannel shirt, skinny jeans, scarf, beenie(which i dont wear all the way on my head in order to show my hairline), digital camera (which i cary around in order to take pictures to post on facebook and myspace), and nike sb dunks(which i put my slender jeans in, in order to show the tongue of my sneakers). Aren't I fresh?
2. You fuckin hypebeast.
Thank you urban dictionary.
Drake: Buzz so big he could probaly sell a blank disc.
Unless you've been living under a rock for the past few months, you've heard of him. He's the Canadian rapper (yes, that Canada) who has been taking the world by storm. He's the one who has the song "Best I Ever Had". He's the one who has a faulty leg. He's the one who is Young Money. He's Drake! I'll be the first to say that I wrote this kid off. I thought, "Canada?Degrassi?Lil Wayne? This dude is horrible." But, after listening to his mixtape I realized this dude has more talent than half of the emcee's out there today. He needs to put the album out though before I cosign him. Also, get the leg fixed man.
TOLD YOU HE HAS A FAULTY LEG.
NICE TRACK FROM HIM.
Legend: Mr. Marley.
Monday, August 17, 2009
Sadly, Pac is Dead.
Picture Below Is Pathetic.
I hate to be the one to burst the bubble of most Americans (87%) but Tupac Amaru Shakur is dead. Yes, he is the greatest rapper (in my opinion, and in the opinion of countless others) of all time. Pac's music is the soundtrack to a life of a young black male in the 90's. Pac's music is inspirational and uplifting, but at sometimes dark and scary example:"hit em up". But whether he was rapping about how much he wanted women to keep their head up, or how he wanted Biggie to die a slow death, or how he would die(untimely). Tupac was gunned down in Las Vegas, Nevada after the Mike Tyson-Bruce Seldon fight. He was only 25. Yes, I'm sure Suge Knight knew what was up. Yes, I've heard and for that matter believed some of the stories regarding the fact that he faked his death. I've heard the Makaveli stories, the 7 day theory, the song messages(some are errie aand scary), and the numerous sightings. But, Ive come to the bitter realization some 13 years later that Tupac is dead. I guess for a fan it's hard to say goodbye, and hard to realize he is gone. This happens so much with other celeberities. But, I think its happen more to Tupac. And as much as I love MJ, I'm positive some people think he also faked his death. And I'm positive there will be some "sightings" of MJ. May they both RIP. I'm done talking, listen to the collabo.
I hate to be the one to burst the bubble of most Americans (87%) but Tupac Amaru Shakur is dead. Yes, he is the greatest rapper (in my opinion, and in the opinion of countless others) of all time. Pac's music is the soundtrack to a life of a young black male in the 90's. Pac's music is inspirational and uplifting, but at sometimes dark and scary example:"hit em up". But whether he was rapping about how much he wanted women to keep their head up, or how he wanted Biggie to die a slow death, or how he would die(untimely). Tupac was gunned down in Las Vegas, Nevada after the Mike Tyson-Bruce Seldon fight. He was only 25. Yes, I'm sure Suge Knight knew what was up. Yes, I've heard and for that matter believed some of the stories regarding the fact that he faked his death. I've heard the Makaveli stories, the 7 day theory, the song messages(some are errie aand scary), and the numerous sightings. But, Ive come to the bitter realization some 13 years later that Tupac is dead. I guess for a fan it's hard to say goodbye, and hard to realize he is gone. This happens so much with other celeberities. But, I think its happen more to Tupac. And as much as I love MJ, I'm positive some people think he also faked his death. And I'm positive there will be some "sightings" of MJ. May they both RIP. I'm done talking, listen to the collabo.
New Blog.
My first blog(that I'm actually trying to maintain) is up and running. I was always the type of person who didn't think they could manage a blog. Actually come to think of it I never could manage anything really. But, a blog is a cyber way to journal. I was inspired by reading other peoples entries and realizing that there entries were real. They were not the advertisements I see plastered all over the television and on social networking websites. I am going to try to add more entries to this blog.
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