Saturday, January 30, 2010
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Harlem Summer: Memoirs Of A Young Spirit
Ballin up in Riverbank
Rainbow shot. That ball sank
In the Bucket. I had dat white boy clutch
Cuzzin telling me that was all luck
He was the one wit the hoop dream
Yet he always wanted me on his team
I wasn't the best but I can jump
My game matched a quickie. Fast breaks n pumps.
I used to take it in so nicely.
Mainly in front of the girls wit the Icees.
Latinas had my heart, sorry mi corazon
Did my flirtin anytime I saw them alone
Say I was Rican or Dominican
I could pull it off cuz I was dumb light skin
And we would still go crazy at home
Playing baseball in the Streets of Edgecombe
Block Parties were jumping in July
Dat was our family reunion, they all came by.
Had DJ's all down the block
Hip-hop, R&b, Reggae, Bachata, No Rock
Use to get food like a starving child
I wish those days could have last a little while
When there were all smiles, no bummers
Ballin. Spanish chcks. Family. My Harlem Summers...
Rainbow shot. That ball sank
In the Bucket. I had dat white boy clutch
Cuzzin telling me that was all luck
He was the one wit the hoop dream
Yet he always wanted me on his team
I wasn't the best but I can jump
My game matched a quickie. Fast breaks n pumps.
I used to take it in so nicely.
Mainly in front of the girls wit the Icees.
Latinas had my heart, sorry mi corazon
Did my flirtin anytime I saw them alone
Say I was Rican or Dominican
I could pull it off cuz I was dumb light skin
And we would still go crazy at home
Playing baseball in the Streets of Edgecombe
Block Parties were jumping in July
Dat was our family reunion, they all came by.
Had DJ's all down the block
Hip-hop, R&b, Reggae, Bachata, No Rock
Use to get food like a starving child
I wish those days could have last a little while
When there were all smiles, no bummers
Ballin. Spanish chcks. Family. My Harlem Summers...
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
Kid Cudi "Cudderisback"
KiD CuDi "cudderisback" - Directed by Jason Goldwatch - DatNewCudi.com from DP on Vimeo.
"haters suck my balls two tim" (LOL) i like that line, it's the way he said it.
Monday, January 25, 2010
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Monday, January 18, 2010
Saturday, January 16, 2010
The Book Of Eli
Just saw it, honest opinion....very good movie. Kinda had a feeling when I walk out of the movie theater, a feeling of uplifting, enlightenment, patient feeling. Even though I'm not in New Jersey right now, I never felt so happy in my life. I'm glad I have my family back into my life. Believe me the road to rightousness will test the indulgence of a soul, tempting love with hate though truth's energy is everwilling to have if bELIeve.
I wish meaningful prayers to everyone in the world. God Bless Haiti. Love y'all.
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Police Arresting People Carrying 3 or More Condoms
Our nation’s capital has decided that there is a much simpler way to sift out who is turning tricks on the city’s streets. D.C. police working the beat in one of the city’s “Prostitution Free Zones” are now allowed to arrest anyone who is carrying three or more condoms around as a potential sex worker. Now that seems a little excessive DCPD. Condoms can often come in packs of three, so you’re pretty much penalizing anyone who’s trying to get a little loving. The practice has expanded to both San Francisco and New York. So if you’re looking for a little late-night fun, you better hide your rubbers like they’re contraband getting smuggled across the border.
But seriously, this move by authorities can present issues for real sex workers, as they are much less inclined to carry around their own stash of condoms. This can up the potential for a lot of unsafe sex, dangerous for both the workers and the general public. According to Change.org, some underground brothels and other businesses don’t feel comfortable keeping prophylactics on site anymore because they could be used as evidence against them. Not a safe situation for anyone.
Credit Goes To F-Listed.com
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Guess Who? Memoirs Of MatrixxCity
New Movie. Old film
I got new boots, still rock old Timbs
Quit playing yaself, this isn't the Sims
U got a new thing, but u still want him
Grim. Dats how ya future looks
Cuz u still goin thru ya old books
Stuck on heartbreakers, these old crooks
Veteran thieves took ya heart, n u jus a rook.
They picked you apart; u have no limbs
They cut you out they're life, yet u wanted a trim
Damn. World cuckoo like cocoa puffs
You keep ya poker face, but we call ya bluff.
Tough. Because you never let it go
You attached like a tumor you don't even know
Dats cuz u look in da mirror wit a mask on
Don't even know yaself. Old you is dead n gone.
Welp. Emotions make chemical reactions
It always blows up in ya face, how you react then?
Should pour out ya pain, but u put a cap on
You playin both roles; put a strap on
You so confused like a tranny
You keep singing this sad song n u always win a Grammy
And you saying fuck the family but we know what's real
You rushed on to the next one, but you never healed
Highway on ya own, you drive yourself crazy
And you walk around like everything is gravy
But on da inside you frozen like an icee
And trust me I'm putting this nicely.
Looking like a clown at a funeral
No ones laffin but you. And dats truthful
Crazy thing is this isn't directed 2 jus one
And I think that's why it makes things more fun.
For me to dedicate this shit to you.
The Question Is: Guess Who?
I got new boots, still rock old Timbs
Quit playing yaself, this isn't the Sims
U got a new thing, but u still want him
Grim. Dats how ya future looks
Cuz u still goin thru ya old books
Stuck on heartbreakers, these old crooks
Veteran thieves took ya heart, n u jus a rook.
They picked you apart; u have no limbs
They cut you out they're life, yet u wanted a trim
Damn. World cuckoo like cocoa puffs
You keep ya poker face, but we call ya bluff.
Tough. Because you never let it go
You attached like a tumor you don't even know
Dats cuz u look in da mirror wit a mask on
Don't even know yaself. Old you is dead n gone.
Welp. Emotions make chemical reactions
It always blows up in ya face, how you react then?
Should pour out ya pain, but u put a cap on
You playin both roles; put a strap on
You so confused like a tranny
You keep singing this sad song n u always win a Grammy
And you saying fuck the family but we know what's real
You rushed on to the next one, but you never healed
Highway on ya own, you drive yourself crazy
And you walk around like everything is gravy
But on da inside you frozen like an icee
And trust me I'm putting this nicely.
Looking like a clown at a funeral
No ones laffin but you. And dats truthful
Crazy thing is this isn't directed 2 jus one
And I think that's why it makes things more fun.
For me to dedicate this shit to you.
The Question Is: Guess Who?
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Monday, January 11, 2010
Sunday, January 10, 2010
Friday, January 8, 2010
Wait...What Are We Fighting About?: My take on Frienemies
First of all: I'm starting to feel like I'm always writing something informational everyday. And this comes from one who hates writing long essays and hardly picks up a book unless it got pictures smh lol. BACK TO THE STORY
...So I check out the FACE like usual today and I saw something...well...unexpected I would like to call it. After months of goin back n forth, and a whole lotta "hatred" goin on towards eachother, Someone friend requested the other and now they're friends on the FACE. It's funny to me cuz I type witnessed both sides of the playing field while they were racing towards a finish line dat kept pushing itself back, or taping itself up to start a new race. But I'm kinda happy they moved forward, cuz they were hurting eachother as much as themselves...emotionally anyway lol. So that brings me to the question: can friends really be former enemies?
So I thought about it. And thought. Til I hit the realization: it really depends. You have to start lookin at it first of all by wondering: Why are we fighting? When it comes to guys, it's mostly an ego case or a sense of disrespect upon property. Females, however, fight just cuz it's in their blood. Nah I'm kidding. But seriously, its usually deals with one girl suffering from a case of HATING/JEALOUSY, usually deriving from looks, to lifestyle, but usually..ABOUT A GUY. There is a sense of the "I'm right/You're wrong" or "This is MINE" syndrome being passed around like wildfire and BAM!!! They scratching off like cats in a small room n they claustrophobic. Sometimes the reason can be worse...but for women it's USUALLY unlikely. Depending on the girls, it can get violent, and they usually bring they whole crew down with em. Crazy world aint it?
So how do they call it all off. Guys usually forget bout it and say whatever, we poppin bottles the next day...unless it's gang related so thats a forever thing lol. Women...they just reach some type of agreement or talk it out and most of the time that works. Like I said, however it depends on how much they realize how stupid the reason is. I've seen some newly made companionships that I would look at n go, "HUH?" or "OH WOW!" But girls SOMETIMES realize that they aren't really that different from their enemy, but rather their environment shows them somethin else....
BUT. Honestly. All jokes aside. Majority of the time, when some make up, but they usually don't let go of SHIT. I don't give a fuck how buddy-buddy you look right NOW. Some just want peace so they can actually see their enemy outside of a warzone. And if they the same person you remember bickerin wit, then enemies you shall stay....
In the end, verbal and physical violence is never the answer when you're fighting over something dumb. Think about this: What's the use of fighting over something, When it's obvious that they're not fighting for you? I know one person from MAPLEWOOD that we COULDN'T STAND eachother, but now we family. Crazy how some things go. Just know this: You can forgive and forget. But in instinct, you're PROBABLY keepin ya friends close, AND YA ENEMIES CLOSER. Just Sayin. Now Imma go cook some Franch Toast. I know It's 5pm don't judge me DAMMIT lol. Respect My Vision. Understand My Grind. Heart On My Sleeve =X
...So I check out the FACE like usual today and I saw something...well...unexpected I would like to call it. After months of goin back n forth, and a whole lotta "hatred" goin on towards eachother, Someone friend requested the other and now they're friends on the FACE. It's funny to me cuz I type witnessed both sides of the playing field while they were racing towards a finish line dat kept pushing itself back, or taping itself up to start a new race. But I'm kinda happy they moved forward, cuz they were hurting eachother as much as themselves...emotionally anyway lol. So that brings me to the question: can friends really be former enemies?
So I thought about it. And thought. Til I hit the realization: it really depends. You have to start lookin at it first of all by wondering: Why are we fighting? When it comes to guys, it's mostly an ego case or a sense of disrespect upon property. Females, however, fight just cuz it's in their blood. Nah I'm kidding. But seriously, its usually deals with one girl suffering from a case of HATING/JEALOUSY, usually deriving from looks, to lifestyle, but usually..ABOUT A GUY. There is a sense of the "I'm right/You're wrong" or "This is MINE" syndrome being passed around like wildfire and BAM!!! They scratching off like cats in a small room n they claustrophobic. Sometimes the reason can be worse...but for women it's USUALLY unlikely. Depending on the girls, it can get violent, and they usually bring they whole crew down with em. Crazy world aint it?
So how do they call it all off. Guys usually forget bout it and say whatever, we poppin bottles the next day...unless it's gang related so thats a forever thing lol. Women...they just reach some type of agreement or talk it out and most of the time that works. Like I said, however it depends on how much they realize how stupid the reason is. I've seen some newly made companionships that I would look at n go, "HUH?" or "OH WOW!" But girls SOMETIMES realize that they aren't really that different from their enemy, but rather their environment shows them somethin else....
BUT. Honestly. All jokes aside. Majority of the time, when some make up, but they usually don't let go of SHIT. I don't give a fuck how buddy-buddy you look right NOW. Some just want peace so they can actually see their enemy outside of a warzone. And if they the same person you remember bickerin wit, then enemies you shall stay....
In the end, verbal and physical violence is never the answer when you're fighting over something dumb. Think about this: What's the use of fighting over something, When it's obvious that they're not fighting for you? I know one person from MAPLEWOOD that we COULDN'T STAND eachother, but now we family. Crazy how some things go. Just know this: You can forgive and forget. But in instinct, you're PROBABLY keepin ya friends close, AND YA ENEMIES CLOSER. Just Sayin. Now Imma go cook some Franch Toast. I know It's 5pm don't judge me DAMMIT lol. Respect My Vision. Understand My Grind. Heart On My Sleeve =X
Thursday, January 7, 2010
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
7 Days Of Sexual Temptation - By Bree James
Day 1: THE HUG
You come home n read da note i lef on da table
It reads: u'll get a surprise wen i get home 2 nite
I come home while u watchin da game
Stroke ya head forward, riddin ya wave
I straddle you and embrace ya stockiness w/ a hug...
U start to caress me, I say w8 bae
2mar its more 2 come....
Day 2: THE KISS
Walkin in da house, u notice note #2
Reading it carefully, u realize another surprise is comin 2 u
Door opens, its me
Ya dark brown eyes sudently turn a shade of hazel
U rush to me,
Unbutton my shirt determined to reach my nipples...
ohhhhhh!!!
I stop u...eyes on ya lips...
licked dem good...finished wit a kiss...u rip off my shirt
I say "no bae, u cant get none..
2mar its more to come..."
Day 3: THE MEAL
Stressful day at work..u walk in tight
The aroma from da food slows u down.
B4 u enter kitchen, u run into note #3
It reads: Theres no pain I cant heal, so relax baby n njoy ya meal
I come out da shower, towel falls!
U stare at my perfection as water drips from my milky skin
U attempt to get up. I back up
U say "dnt do this to me baby"
I say "I dont want to but pls babe sit n eat
Pls just eat it til ur full n done
2mar its way more to come..."
Day 4: MONEY 2 BLOW
Its Saturday, tym 2 wild out
Pocket full of dead ass presidents..2 much to count
Limo smooved pulled up to our door
U hop in, I hand u da duffle bag...da $ is urs
Hit da city n all da malls up
I hold ya bags watch u while u pop tags..
Back to the limo, u start to undress me wit ya eyes
I cut ya journey short by sayin,
"Dont evn think bout it bra..Jus w8 til 2mar its more to come"
Day 5: FINGER LICKIN GOOD
Once you come out da shower theres note #4 on da mirror
Instructions say to put da bib on n meet me in da bedroom
5 trays circle da bedsheet
Strawberries, grapes, mangos,
watermelon, n pineapples acompany ur arrival
chocolate in one bowl n whipped cream in the other...
Im Feedin u reall good
I dipped da strawberries in chocolate n sucked whipped
Cream from all over...but not there cuz i knew u cudnt bare
Sexual tention got u goin crazy...U ready to get dwn n dirty
In 24 hours we will continue the fun
2mar its still more to come!
Day 6: THE HANDS
U come in from work, the door slammed
Bubble from ya bath popped
I greet u wit a kiss, take ya bag
Unbutton ya shirt n led u to the bathroom
I take the rest of ur clothes off. U glide dwn in the bath
I wash ya body, gotta get ya back!
Dry u off..take u in da room. Lay u down, ya massage is w8n
Warm oil drips dwn ya back..rollin my hands over
Every inch of ya body..arms, chest, back, shoulders, n "it"
Ya eyes closed givin me da satisfaction that my "job" is gettin done
I wanna go further n massage "it" wit my inner muscles
but 2mar its still more to come
Day 7: THE NASTY
I tie ya hands to the bed and instruct u to njoy this
Red Light Special
I drop my black silk robe ya eyes grow big n so does "it"
Caressin my body wit my soft hands grabbin on my breast..
I turn round so u can glance at my barbie booty
Unbutton my bra n expose my bunnies
I come dwn to ya level n rub dem on ya chest
kiss my way dwn town...motionin up n dwn all around
Tongue rollin as "it" gets shinnier shinnier..
I stand so u can bite my lace thong off
I straddle da horse...he neighs..!
Giddyin up causes an eruption from ya body..
U beg to pls untie u...u surender
Next u wanna play a letter game by makin our bodies into
A lower case h!
All kinds of groans n moans fill da room..
Sweet rough hot sex dances in the air
Lights out cant w8 til 2mar
To start my 7 days of Sexual Tempation again!
ohhh!!!
You come home n read da note i lef on da table
It reads: u'll get a surprise wen i get home 2 nite
I come home while u watchin da game
Stroke ya head forward, riddin ya wave
I straddle you and embrace ya stockiness w/ a hug...
U start to caress me, I say w8 bae
2mar its more 2 come....
Day 2: THE KISS
Walkin in da house, u notice note #2
Reading it carefully, u realize another surprise is comin 2 u
Door opens, its me
Ya dark brown eyes sudently turn a shade of hazel
U rush to me,
Unbutton my shirt determined to reach my nipples...
ohhhhhh!!!
I stop u...eyes on ya lips...
licked dem good...finished wit a kiss...u rip off my shirt
I say "no bae, u cant get none..
2mar its more to come..."
Day 3: THE MEAL
Stressful day at work..u walk in tight
The aroma from da food slows u down.
B4 u enter kitchen, u run into note #3
It reads: Theres no pain I cant heal, so relax baby n njoy ya meal
I come out da shower, towel falls!
U stare at my perfection as water drips from my milky skin
U attempt to get up. I back up
U say "dnt do this to me baby"
I say "I dont want to but pls babe sit n eat
Pls just eat it til ur full n done
2mar its way more to come..."
Day 4: MONEY 2 BLOW
Its Saturday, tym 2 wild out
Pocket full of dead ass presidents..2 much to count
Limo smooved pulled up to our door
U hop in, I hand u da duffle bag...da $ is urs
Hit da city n all da malls up
I hold ya bags watch u while u pop tags..
Back to the limo, u start to undress me wit ya eyes
I cut ya journey short by sayin,
"Dont evn think bout it bra..Jus w8 til 2mar its more to come"
Day 5: FINGER LICKIN GOOD
Once you come out da shower theres note #4 on da mirror
Instructions say to put da bib on n meet me in da bedroom
5 trays circle da bedsheet
Strawberries, grapes, mangos,
watermelon, n pineapples acompany ur arrival
chocolate in one bowl n whipped cream in the other...
Im Feedin u reall good
I dipped da strawberries in chocolate n sucked whipped
Cream from all over...but not there cuz i knew u cudnt bare
Sexual tention got u goin crazy...U ready to get dwn n dirty
In 24 hours we will continue the fun
2mar its still more to come!
Day 6: THE HANDS
U come in from work, the door slammed
Bubble from ya bath popped
I greet u wit a kiss, take ya bag
Unbutton ya shirt n led u to the bathroom
I take the rest of ur clothes off. U glide dwn in the bath
I wash ya body, gotta get ya back!
Dry u off..take u in da room. Lay u down, ya massage is w8n
Warm oil drips dwn ya back..rollin my hands over
Every inch of ya body..arms, chest, back, shoulders, n "it"
Ya eyes closed givin me da satisfaction that my "job" is gettin done
I wanna go further n massage "it" wit my inner muscles
but 2mar its still more to come
Day 7: THE NASTY
I tie ya hands to the bed and instruct u to njoy this
Red Light Special
I drop my black silk robe ya eyes grow big n so does "it"
Caressin my body wit my soft hands grabbin on my breast..
I turn round so u can glance at my barbie booty
Unbutton my bra n expose my bunnies
I come dwn to ya level n rub dem on ya chest
kiss my way dwn town...motionin up n dwn all around
Tongue rollin as "it" gets shinnier shinnier..
I stand so u can bite my lace thong off
I straddle da horse...he neighs..!
Giddyin up causes an eruption from ya body..
U beg to pls untie u...u surender
Next u wanna play a letter game by makin our bodies into
A lower case h!
All kinds of groans n moans fill da room..
Sweet rough hot sex dances in the air
Lights out cant w8 til 2mar
To start my 7 days of Sexual Tempation again!
ohhh!!!
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
Step Ya Cookies Up: Upgrading & Downgrading
Okay. So I asked about downgrading for a reason. You see all my life, I've been considered an upgrade for basically all of my physical n even vocal -ships in my life (-ships as in talkship, fuckship, relationship). But for a guy that can get em, I SURE AS HELL can't keep em lol. It's funny cuz its true. I mean for one who is a gentleman and basically will try his hardest to treat a lady like a queen, they stay wanna dethrone me. And soon enough...THEY GET WITH THE JESTURE?!? I mean COME ON!! I've seen chicks dat downgraded in ways that I just stopped laughin at these jokes. One went to an abusive relationship wit a grungy african. One drifted off wit a dude dat plays her IN & OUT. The list goes ON & ON & ON...and I'm like...DAMN...no homo...Can the dude at least look better than me??? YOU GO FROM ME 2 DAT?? But then I thought about it. Maybe they weren't lookin at all of that...for the moment anyway. I noticed that every girl looked for someone that had the quality I was missing or lacking. One dude was BITCH MADE...but at least he had his own crib. Another dude didn't graduate highschool, but he got money to support him & her. One has no job, no car, and no life...but at least he got ALL the time in the world to hear her problems. So I know imma gentleman, non-smoker & alcoholic and all dat good stuff. But I have a slight anger problem and somewhat emotional, and I do too much...as in activities, parties and other stuff. I realized girls tried to "upgrade" from that, yet still "downgrade" where the public feels like it counts...But then again u happy for that ONE REASON, the rest of the time you miserable...It's a crazy world out there. I'm not perfect at all. But DAMN I'm tired of seeing these jokes winning over me. So what does this teach me? Or at least the one that's reading this?Step your game up. We're not going to satisfy everyone, but if you don't wanna lose YOUR upgrade, I advise yo ass 2 do a lil soul searching and editing to your lifestyle. Cuz I SWEAR if a chick go from a me 2 a Bruh Man from The 4Th Flo ONE MORE TIME!! Imma go off lol. Respect My Vision Understand My Grind. Heart On My Sleeve =X
It's A Wrap!! Responsibly: The Breakup Theory
Breaking Up. I hate it. Especially when u lose someone you thought it was the right one. When you break up with someone, you break someone else's heart...right? Or is there something deeper than that? I actually thought about the theory of breaking up or losing love. The person that gets their heart broken first, isn't the actual one getting hurt first...sounds weird right? Actually the fact of the matter is that the heartbreakers usually got their heart broken durin the relationship. Cuz most don't do it just cuz it's that time of the month lol. The heartbroken did something to ignite pain inside of their partner towards them. Some could be as simple as paying attention to something else for a second. Or it can be as complex as breaking a rule of ethics made in their relationship. At that very moment, that person is heart broken. Feelings don't have to show it, but it's obvious love for that person has started to falter. Then soon enough everything related to that first issue annoys you, then it builds...and builds...and builds...and suddenly...you go FUCK IT. Relationship finito, and the brokenhearted lookin type dumbfounded...unless it was talked about already, but stuff never changed. There is also a difference between breaking up and letting go. You can breakup but still have an attachment, or still have some unfinished business between the two. Fix that before you try to consider goin 2 a new relationship. The other ships it's whatever cuz you're not tryna keep em anyway lol. But seriously, like one of my mottos say, when it comes to extra baggage in a relationship, WE OFF DAT. Unfortunately, it takes a while for people (ex. Me) to learn these things and then shit goes a bit...awry lol. However, my mistakes develop my advice to all of those in and out of love. Don't fret if you don't listen 2 me though. You live and you learn. When it comes to young relationships; they come and they go. Just make sure the right one doesn't slip away. Respect My Vision. Understand My Grind. Heart On My Sleeve =X
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