Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
open letter.
th ' cypher.
trying.
Monday, October 26, 2009
still i rise.
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I’ll rise.
Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
‘Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.
Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I’ll rise.
Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.
Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don’t you take it awful hard
‘Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines
Diggin’ in my own back yard.
You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I’ll rise.
Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I’ve got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?
Out of the huts of history’s shame
I rise
Up from a past that’s rooted in pain
I rise
I’m a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that’s wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.
in vain.
don't underestimate me.
deeper.
Saturday, October 24, 2009
strawberry milshake.
what happened to a phone call?
one of those nights.
Friday, October 23, 2009
Thursday, October 22, 2009
my mentality.
th ' nineties.
ten things i hate about you.
I hate the way you talk to me,
and the way you cut your hair.
I hate the way you drive my car,
I hate it when you stare.
I hate your big dumb combat boots
and the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick,
it even makes me rhyme.
I hate it… I hate the way youre always right,
I hate it when you lie.
I hate it when you make me laugh,
even worse when you make me cry.
I hate it when youre not around,
and the fact that you didnt call.
But mostly I hate the way I dont hate you,
not even close
not even a little bit,
not even at all.
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
#beatthebasic.
- stop jerking. people are overdoing it.
- females, stop referring yourselves to bitches.
- stop talking about your money when you still get it from your mom.
- stop quoting gucci mane.
- my preference: not too skinny, not too baggy jeans.
- stop falling in love with a different person every other day.
Monday, October 19, 2009
Saturday, October 17, 2009
Friday, October 16, 2009
Monday, October 12, 2009
teach me how to dougie.
this song has been stuck in my head for days now. and
i love it. i'd rather do my dougie than jerk.
california swag district.
check out their myspace.
myspace.com/californiaswagdistrict
hahaha.
Saturday, October 10, 2009
past.
that's what i was saying.
MTV, Thanx for this nod of appreciation. Although I don’t strive to be ‘hot’ for any particular year, I thank you for the acknowledgment. My whole goal is to be recognized as the best ever. I created the term ‘best rapper alive’ as a sign of respect to my fallen comrades (Biggie and Tupac). I believe I’ve allowed a significant grace period, and I believe I would not be respecting myself if being the absolute best was not my goal, and that’s why I continue to push myself until exhaustion … salute.
Sidebar: Kanye moment if I may … Eminem?!?! I think you do the credibility of this list a disservice if you don’t thoroughly explain his omission. As of this second he has the highest selling rap album of the year and a scene stealing verse on the best ‘posse’ cut of the year . (*Hands mic back to Taylor Swift … and nobody was harmed, I apologize in advance.)
That's what i was saying tho.