yola da great! when this guy came out i thought he was about to be like a new age juvenile. and honestly, i think my claim may have been right, because his first single, “i ain’t gon’ let up” was one of the most surprisingly impressive tracks of ‘06 in my book. the steel drums were the icing on that cake.
then he got shot in the face. no lie. watch both. trust me.
don’t ask me how he survived that bullet, but he’s still alright. alive and breathing. and he just dropped a new joint, so he must have recovered a-ok. jam the new track and scoop the throw back.
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editor’s note: i got an e-mail from a concerned loyal reader, so i figured i’d post it. i like this fan mail stuff. even if it is from one of my homies.
young sir,
didn’t wanna correct you on the blog but as one of my favorite posts you’ve done so far, i had to point out a couple flaws….
1. i don’t know who lied to you, but your homeboy didn’t come up w/ the phrase. it’s an old phrase…one that i learned well on my 21st birthday that i celebrated w/ my dad, uncle, god-father and a few other OGs. haha The real phrase is liquid courage. I guess he just put his little twist on it and called it his own….plagiarism none the less. yzr
2. i couldn’t let you go out on the brokeback tip. pls correct this sentence:
do you think we want to be like this!? hell nah! we want to be able to sweet talk dudes like cory did topanga
we don’t wanna be able to sweet talk dudes. i only point it out b/c i have an unpaid part-time job of promoting the blog. and two of my homegirls read that one as their first post and started askin questions. hahaha
america’s next best dance crew is by far the best thing on TV. if you haven’t seen it, you better click that link. because you’re in for the most crucial MTV show since the real world.
super cr3w is the team to beat right now, but fanny pak has the baddest chick in the whole joint, hands down.
i know, right? i won’t give out her government name, so let’s just call her young tiff. she is so bad that i sent her a facebook message. i had to facebook stalk, my back was up against the wall. i figured, i could be as creepy as i wanna be. she’s on the left coast, so we’ll never ever meet. and if she played me, i’d take a minor L. nobody would really know.
who wants to see the convo to see if she carried me!? let’s get it.
me (6.22.08, 2:16 pm): this probably sounds crazy. but you are the sexiest girl i’ve seen. lol. ever.
young tiff (6.22.08, 4:24 pm): awwww thank you sooooo much!
me (6.22.08, 6:48 pm): ha no problem. good luck on the show. no groupie shit. i just had to say it though.
young tiff (6.23.08, 1:10 pm): hahaha for sure! Good lucks are always appreciated:)
me (right now. meaning like a few seconds before i click “publish” for this post to be on the blog): lol and i just blogged about this convo. but don’t worry i didn’t put ur name or anything out there.
i actually did kind of put her name out there. i hope she won’t get mad. i gave her the link. let’s see what she does with it. i really just hope she reads more than this one blog entry so she can know i’m not crazy.
the DMV embraces the boogie bots because they are holding their own for our area on america’s best dance crew. they deserve their props, too. and can we talk about AC slater? his career jumped off the minute he stopped shooting saved by the bell. how you think zach feels?
i’ve just found the best breakers in the world, considering their circumstances. there’s no way you’ve seen anything like it. i guarantee. they need to hit season 3 next year.
props to the internet goon. and why didn’t my mom put me in dance when i was young? probably because they put me in gymnastics instead. and look how i turned out.
i’m making a power move back to the bean for a brief stint with boston george and a few classes. kinda like this guy:
you gotta play this song before you read all of this stuff. i like giving people theme music so you can see how i picture things. please.
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shout out to everybody who made that last two months back home crucial. and shout out to tahir who says he checks the blog regularly, ha. and shout out to everybody who threw a party or a get together, because they were all vicious. shout out to nas vegas for the constant scoops and whip appeal. shout out to lenny for introducing me to beautiful howard women. shout out to mr. goode for just being the ultimate power mover and never loafing. shout out to cori for the gold’s gym connect, even though i’m fairly sure she’ll never read this. shout out to mr. freddie brown for running the city. and everybody else who was around and i kicked it with. yeah, i just gave some shout outs like the liner notes of an album.
whoever’s in boston, hit me up. i’ll be posted up like a mailbox in the dorms. jobless, whipless, girl-less. that means no real power moves, no dates, no new purchases or pick ups, and no late night excursions. just some A’s on the summer transcript. basically, in some woeful circumstances. and i’ll still be updating the joint on the regular.
oh, and someone let me know what the move is 4th of july.
i first caught this over at 2 deuces up. when does this man start his sentence though? he’s been hanging around for a minute. listen to those smooth and subtle jabs at bankhead representer shawty lo. let’s get get get it.
that stuff is cool and all, but T.I.’s hits are on those two first albums. get familiar. download:T.I. - king of da south
if it’s saturday, june 28th, and you’re in this blog, you need to get off. immediately.
it’s caribbean day carnival, and that dime in the picture? that’s my weekend breezy. we’ll be slow winding alllll night. go find you one too, girls and guys. let’s get it. oh, and btw, red ink KILLED it tonight. i’m still leaning off that $2 rum and coke. well, 5 of them. shout out to barry, shout out to kendra, i love her like a sister.
let’s get it though. see me in the gym in the AM, cori. yzr.
he said/she said.
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