Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Liberty? Bell!
And just like that
I was free.
Called upon
To take the trip down that l o n g corridor
After which there is no return.
Out of darkness
Through darkness
And into darkness
I go knowing
Nothing is left for me where I'm from.
My comrades have all suffered the same fate
Lured by the winds caress
That slight, seductive taste of
Freedom.
Freedom so sweet
Freedom so exhilarating
Freedom so blinding
That once you see the carnage ahead
It is far too late to turn back.
And so I go
In the name of the 50 stars they worship so.
So much so
That they numbered us
One
By
One
By
One
By
One
By…
By the waste side falls
One.
Mine.
I ripped through his flesh
With unfathomable ease.
I tore past his chest muscle.
Severed his lifelines.
Burrowed into his heart.
All in the time it took for
One final blink of an eye.
It would be the end
To both of our stories
As I remain
Trapped in this new darkness
Left with nothing more than the realization
That what I once considered freedom
Was never freedom at all.
Thursday, April 24, 2008
Smokin' a Bol (ayo)
Check my new blog at HHNLive.com...
I've been gone for a minute, but now I'm back - its' the Jump Off. Damn - I suck as a blogger. I post here about as frequently as Sickamore used to post on XXL. Speaking of XXL, I think that the problem is that I'm just not as witty and clever as Byron Crawford. Bol has the luxury of sitting around his crib all day long trolling (trawling?) the internet(s) for celebrity gossip, political controversies and general Hip-Hop goings on. Supposedly he has a job as a cashier or something like that at the BGM (whatever that is - yes, I read his posts daily), but I'm guessing that the ad revenue he gets from his own site plus the paltry "per word" sum that XXL pays him is enough to sustain his lifestyle of binge drinking in his mother's basement, and this supposed job is really just a hoax. I, on the other hand, typically spend too much time working during the day to actually think of something to blog about. (READ MORE)
I've been gone for a minute, but now I'm back - its' the Jump Off. Damn - I suck as a blogger. I post here about as frequently as Sickamore used to post on XXL. Speaking of XXL, I think that the problem is that I'm just not as witty and clever as Byron Crawford. Bol has the luxury of sitting around his crib all day long trolling (trawling?) the internet(s) for celebrity gossip, political controversies and general Hip-Hop goings on. Supposedly he has a job as a cashier or something like that at the BGM (whatever that is - yes, I read his posts daily), but I'm guessing that the ad revenue he gets from his own site plus the paltry "per word" sum that XXL pays him is enough to sustain his lifestyle of binge drinking in his mother's basement, and this supposed job is really just a hoax. I, on the other hand, typically spend too much time working during the day to actually think of something to blog about. (READ MORE)
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
If you feelin' like a pimp, go and brush ya shoulders off
Check around the 2:20 to the 2:50 mark and see why Obama is the Jay-Z of politics...
Shout to Mace & Ace, from whom I stole the link.
Shout to Mace & Ace, from whom I stole the link.
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
Obama Obama Obama
Not to take anything away from Pro's latest post (go read it and click on the link - It's right below this), but I had to post 6th Sense's new video - "Ignite the People." Peep my cameo at the :27 mark (you have to pause it - at least it's better than my Juganot "En Why Cee" cameo). I used to manage this cat. He makes dope music. And I like this song's message...It very well might be all over the internets and TV very soon.
Also, this has nothing to do with nothing, other than the fact that Mr. Cee played this earlier today on the Throwback at Noon. Remember Funkdoobiest?
Also, this has nothing to do with nothing, other than the fact that Mr. Cee played this earlier today on the Throwback at Noon. Remember Funkdoobiest?
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
Thursday, April 10, 2008
Wednesday, April 9, 2008
Slackin in my mackin
OK - I haven't posted anything in damn near a week, and apparently, Frequency hasn't found a new video or Obama pic to post, Cinsere (Sincere?) has nothing to rant and rave about, Prolyfic hasn't found a movie since 1999 that he likes enough to write about, and Juganot, well, Juganot's too busy sending me friend requests on IMEEM to even accept my invite to post here.
So, I figured I'd just start writing during lunch and see what comes out. The last week or so has been pretty hectic, but I did manage to go to Joell Ortiz's show at SOBs last night. I even paid $18 ($18!) at the door to see it. I can't for the life of me remember when the last time I paid to go to a club or show was. Not that I'm famous or anything like that, I just tend to find my way in for free. Like the time I snuck in the back door at the Apollo for last year's Justo Mixtape Awards. Or the time I was with Versatile (hold ya head) in downtown BK and he not only talked our way into Club Caviar despite the strict dresscode, but had the owner buying us bottles of Mo and inviting us to his private recording studio to do a song. Apparently he mistook Verse for a Def Jam recording artist. But in all seriousness, I just go to free spots for the most part or places where I know the promoter, performer or someone at the door. I'm cheap like that.
In any event, I was a little peeved because Joell's manager had told me about the show the week before (over dinner, no less (and no homo)) but then couldn't get me on the list because I reminded him too late. But Joell is one of the few rappers that have come out since Canibus who I actually am a fan of, so I bit the bullet. Of course 3 of the first 4 songs he performed were BY MY CLIENTS (though I can't take credit for any of those placements), but it's all good. Shout out to Emz, VIC and Prince & Machavelli.
Got to chop it up a bit with Iron Solomon (my favorite YouTube rapper; no seriously, you should look him up), see Skyzoo perform (who doesn't recognize me after meeting me like 5 times, which, I guess, is all good, being that I haven't seen him in like a year), and see this dude Emilio Rojas spit hot apple cider vinegar fire over my newest client, M Phazes, beats.
After that, I went to go check Clap Cognac at PJs, but he wound up not performing. It was an interesting scene. Cats were battling on a make shift stage. The dude that won said some shit like "I'll make you die like one dice." That shit had me rolling.
Look out for that new Clap Cognac video on Video City, featuring a Juganot cameo with yours truly lurking in the background.
Somebody please remind me to blog about Queen Yonasda's Birthday party last week. Who couldn't resist a story involving drunk midgets, yoga balls, a swimming pool, and the Nation of Islam?
So, I figured I'd just start writing during lunch and see what comes out. The last week or so has been pretty hectic, but I did manage to go to Joell Ortiz's show at SOBs last night. I even paid $18 ($18!) at the door to see it. I can't for the life of me remember when the last time I paid to go to a club or show was. Not that I'm famous or anything like that, I just tend to find my way in for free. Like the time I snuck in the back door at the Apollo for last year's Justo Mixtape Awards. Or the time I was with Versatile (hold ya head) in downtown BK and he not only talked our way into Club Caviar despite the strict dresscode, but had the owner buying us bottles of Mo and inviting us to his private recording studio to do a song. Apparently he mistook Verse for a Def Jam recording artist. But in all seriousness, I just go to free spots for the most part or places where I know the promoter, performer or someone at the door. I'm cheap like that.
In any event, I was a little peeved because Joell's manager had told me about the show the week before (over dinner, no less (and no homo)) but then couldn't get me on the list because I reminded him too late. But Joell is one of the few rappers that have come out since Canibus who I actually am a fan of, so I bit the bullet. Of course 3 of the first 4 songs he performed were BY MY CLIENTS (though I can't take credit for any of those placements), but it's all good. Shout out to Emz, VIC and Prince & Machavelli.
Got to chop it up a bit with Iron Solomon (my favorite YouTube rapper; no seriously, you should look him up), see Skyzoo perform (who doesn't recognize me after meeting me like 5 times, which, I guess, is all good, being that I haven't seen him in like a year), and see this dude Emilio Rojas spit hot apple cider vinegar fire over my newest client, M Phazes, beats.
After that, I went to go check Clap Cognac at PJs, but he wound up not performing. It was an interesting scene. Cats were battling on a make shift stage. The dude that won said some shit like "I'll make you die like one dice." That shit had me rolling.
Look out for that new Clap Cognac video on Video City, featuring a Juganot cameo with yours truly lurking in the background.
Somebody please remind me to blog about Queen Yonasda's Birthday party last week. Who couldn't resist a story involving drunk midgets, yoga balls, a swimming pool, and the Nation of Islam?
Thursday, April 3, 2008
Wednesday, April 2, 2008
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
FUKUDOME
I suppose I should've saved my "BREAKING NEWS" piece for today (April 1), but whatever.
Instead, I will leave you with this link to a Jimmy Rosemond interview with Sway (and John Norris, looking younger each year, narrating).
I've met Jimmy a couple of times and he's a really nice dude. It's really shocking to hear all these stories about him. I was also surprised to hear that Trackmasters were in the studio when Pac got shot in '94.
In unrelated news, shout out to my boy Johan Santana for helping me forget the Mets' late season collapse from last year.
Also, just for the fun of it, shout out to the Cubs' newest player:
Instead, I will leave you with this link to a Jimmy Rosemond interview with Sway (and John Norris, looking younger each year, narrating).
I've met Jimmy a couple of times and he's a really nice dude. It's really shocking to hear all these stories about him. I was also surprised to hear that Trackmasters were in the studio when Pac got shot in '94.
In unrelated news, shout out to my boy Johan Santana for helping me forget the Mets' late season collapse from last year.
Also, just for the fun of it, shout out to the Cubs' newest player:
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