Tuesday, July 7th 2009
11:59am
Iont know why but I just feel like blogging again. My blogs used to pop, and they was funny as hell, so why not. Plus its a lot going on and a lot on my mind. I’m sitting here listening to Mos Def new cd “The Ecstatic”. Shits dope so far, most never disappoints on the lyrics. The sound quality a lil funny on this shit, prolly a reason for it I’m missing but fuck it, shits dope and will def be getting another play from me. I’m on the jawn wit Slick Rick spitting now, he fuckin this jawn up. I hope when I get older I still got my craft in tact. People like Slick Rick, Queen Latifah, Kool G Rap, they still be spitting hot shit when they featured on shit and they been in the game for yeaaaaaarsssss. I respect that.
My cookout is Saturday, August 1st. The shit is gone be “bacon in the pan” (c) Ryan Carter. It’s gone be me, Tee Smart, HaNk McCoy, Boogie Mandela, Twan D. , Pretty Rivers, D-V, Len Da God, Rah Dade, Billy, Kiese, man the names go on n on of people who got a hand in this thing. Tryn get my big bro T-Moody on the Grill. He like the black bobby flay (don’t tell him I said it doe). Shits gone pop doe. Right behind the please touch museum right where Kellys pool is. So bring ya swim gear cuz we definitely getting in the water.
1:00pm
MY THOUGHTS ON THE MIKE JACKSON DEATH. Shits mad tragic. Like I’m sad as if one of my friends died. I’m watching the tribute just mad a lil bit because they keep talking about Mike’s “Scandals” and shit like that. One of the journalist just made a very good point. He said when ronald Reagan died, they didn’t speak of any of his wrong doings right away, how he wouldn’t allow Muhammad Ali into California, how he’s always been linked to Crack Cocaine n shit like that. We waited a week or so due to the fact that Reagan was a “National Icon”. Well Mike Jackson was an “INTERNATIONAL ICON” so we should be celebrating his life/accomplishments and not talking about shit he got acquitted for. Like WTF! Anyway that’s all I got to say about that (for now). Bout to make me a bowl of ice cream and watch the memorial. R.I.P Mike.
