Monday, November 24, 2008
Jim Jones and Juelz Santana are seen towards the end of the video pouring champagne on Freaky, and then Jones proceeds to pour champagne on Juelz. Juelz not only accepts this behavior but proceeds to chimey his chest from side to side as its goin on. STOP! WTF is this now? You mean to tell me that when Dre and Snoop made 'Aint Nothing but a G Thing' the video was all in vain. What part of the game is this? Any man pour Champagne on me and you better believe I'm gonna be offended beyond words and we WILL fight. I am NOT a female. I'm not sayin its cool to pour champagne on a girl but in this cruel corrupt world called Hip-Hop that is the only Gender that gets 'Poured' on. This just goes to show that Artist or rather Celebrities get away with WAAY too much. Cause I'm willing to bet there's a clown ass nigga in Harlem watching that video as your reading this blog thinkin: "Oh nah that's not Gay tho, cause these niggas is Wavy" C'MON MAN! Gay is Gay, if this behavior is not accepted on your block then why is it accepted in your living room when it comes through via your TV?
Same thing with Weezy! I'm willing to bet all the money in my bank account that if I came on the Block wit a Lip ring I'd get cut on. "Eno you mad gay for that," "Yo Eno you a SoHo fag boy now?" and you know what? I feel that my niggas would have every right to feel that way. How is it a man strives so hard to establish himself as a "Gangster," has Tattoos all over his Body, Tears Tattooed on his face, but he Kisses a Man and gets a Lip Ring and is NOT considered gay cause he has and I quote "Swag?" C'MON MAN!
Stupid niggas please pay attention: Gay means Gay regardless of who is practicing the Homocity. Stop giving these artist and celebrities G Passes on the strength of being celebrities. If Paris Hilton wanna be a dick and commit an action she knows is a crime then throw her in the same effin prison where thieves and murderers go, If Jimmy wanna pour Champagne on his man and his man is wit it then call em Butt Pirates the same way you would to niggas doin it at your mans house party, If Wayne wanna kiss a man on the mouth and wear a Lip ring afterwards then tell him that He in the same boat as Clay Aiken the same way you'd tell your lil Brotha if he came in the house with his Belly Button Pierced.
Peace Niggas I'm done with Ya.
Friday, November 21, 2008
Allow me to retort: the reason I started a Blog was because I am Highly opinionated and I don't always open my mouth to share with people, so with a Blog only those who want to know what I'm think will know what I'm thinking. Now getting into it.
Ya know ya done Effed up now right? WTF has been going through ya minds lately. (And by lately I mean the past few years) ya been buggin. I have no idea how to get into what I want to say so I'm just gonna start letting my hands do the typing. I'm a good dude, but apparently too much of a good dude, since I realized I was attracted to women when I was about 7 or 8 yrs old I have been under the impression that what a woman wants is: A nice Guy, a guy who listens, a guy who would never cheat, a guy who is never gonna hurt her and there for a her no matter what: in good or bad, day or night, rain or shine. BULLSHIT! Trust me that's not what these girls want. They want a nigga who's a jerk, ignores her, one who constantly cheats, and on occasion slaps the shit out of her for no apparent reason. I hate people who blame their actions on music but in this case I'd have to say that it does hold partial blame. The Beyonce's and female rappers and T.I. telling ya "You can have whatever you Like" and things of that nature is starting to get to ya heads. That's not real ladies, Its a business, The shadiest business there is... The Music Business. An Artist is gonna say whatever he or she feels you wanna hear to make that dollar. You think T.I. walks up to a groupie and says: "Washannin' Baby? Wanna Pack ya bags and go to Aruba with me?" You think Sir Rick Ross pulls up to a drive through window, orders a Burger and a Minimum wage Worker like in his videos? Be real!
Don't for a second get it twisted. I LOVE women but I'd rather not deal with ya sometimes cause Ya so confusing for no reason. And ya let way too many people and other things put batteries in your backs.
The reason I'm rambling on is cause I AM that guy or at least I was. The one that is a "One Girl" kinda guy, the one that remembers your birthday and calls you even tho you only told me your birthday that One time like 8 months ago, the one who is not thinking bout bonin' until you are. But what does that lead to? I'll tell you what it leads to... The single dude who has a million and one BAD female friends who he never ever gets down with. Why? I guess its cause I aint Usher or Omarion in the face. "Yea Eno's cool but he's like my brother" or "Yea Eno is my boy, but he not my type" lol I don't mean to come off like I'm crying either but just be real ladies, if you want a Trophy Husband who's a sucker for love and is willing to shower you with dollar bills than say that. Don't go around saying you want a good guy when you know COT DAMN well you aint a good gal. Feel me? I know there is a lot of jerks out there, and I feel they ruin it for real niggas like myself but ya overlooking us good dudes (whether it be cause you been scarred in the past, or cause we aint "cuties") and cheating yourselves out of happiness with "The One."
And stop thinking ya shit don't stink cause honestly Global Warming has affected more than just the weather. Ya don't Switch when ya walk no more, Ya don't grow ya own hair no more, Havin' a ceaser one day and Rapunzel length braids the next day. If you want a good dude than act like a Lady and that good Dude will find you. I Feel like I've gone on for too long and I still have more to say but don't know how to say it so I guess the remainder of this post shall remain Pending. Until then take care Folks, If I've offended you then good, cause that's what Good Art ought to do. OFFEND!
Saturday, November 15, 2008
^ 97 Nissan Pathfinder. Looks Blue in the pic But its a deep green
Friday, November 14, 2008
To My First Love, MUSIC, Thank You for always being there for me. I will continue to Love you for as long as there is air in my lungs and wen I'm gone I only hope u tell the world the story of our lives together.
For ever yours:
Monday, November 10, 2008
Saturday, November 8, 2008
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
I had a 2 paragraph long Blog post written out to publish yesterday/last night. But with all the overwhelming excitement of the countries events last night I couldn't stay home nor use the same words that I used around 2:15pm on Tuesday, because around 10:45pm those weren't the same words I felt. In fact I didn't feel any words. What I felt was something beyond words. I felt and thought "Is this what it feel like to exit the birth canal and enter the world?" "Is this what people feel on their wedding day?" "Am I awake? Is this a dream? Or is Barack Obama (An African American Man in America) REALLY The 44th President of these United states?"
^ The Days Newspaper^
Well it was a dream last night.... The Dream that Martin Luther King had decades ago that came true last night on November Fourth in the year Two Thousand & Eight. Sorry it took so long Doctor, we all wish you could have been here. You would have been proud. To my Uncle Ostin (R.I.P) I only wish you would have atleast made it this far. But I know you both are looking down in awe and pride.